Pick up the phone, John.
I know you’re home. Pick it up.
I always know.
Where you are, what you’re doing, how you feel.
How you make me feel.
Pick up the phone, John…
I’m ready to tell you.
I know I’m reblogging my own drawing and for that I humbly apologise, but Verity Burns (Verity Effing Burns, <—if I could make that neon and sparkly, I would) took time out of her busy schedule being a glorious human being and wrote this gorgeous little snippet. I might stop fangirling circa 2015. Let me know how that Hobbit movie is, I’ll be over in the corner dribbling.
Oh, this is just lovely all the way around…