For Him, it was never enough. He wanted to capture the stars and place them in a box and wrap it with brown paper and string. He wanted to collect the ocean and encase it in an unbreakable crystal, put it on a chain and give it to Her; so that She would always have the waves next to Her heart. He wanted to show Her that nothing was as precious as She was to Him. For Him, beauty was Her, and all that surrounded Her was like the moon to the sun, simply reflecting Her and the radiance that She brought wherever She went. For Him, She was enough.
T.B. LaBerge // The Novel of Us (via blissfulbeardsdoitbest