True love is not so much a matter of romance as it is a matter of anxious concern for the well-being of one’s companion.

― Gordon B. Hinckley

I will bow my life at Your feet. My lips, so lost for words, will kiss Your feet. Oh, the gravity of You draws my soul unto its knees. I will never be the same; I am lost and found in You.

Alabaster // Rend Collective (via kvtes)