To Shake Hands With The Dead

To shake hands with the dead

Victorian cast metal hands from my collection.

"Good morning, darling"

I keep imagining us at that botanical garden in new york city, in summer so the roses are in bloom, maybe we’re there for my birthday. We’re both dressed up and we’re taking tons of pictures. I’m telling you all the facts I know about each flower and sometimes the fact is just: “this one’s beautiful” and that’s enough. I keep stopping to smell the flowers and even though I’m taking a long time you don’t let go of my hand to walk ahead. We ask someone to take a picture of us and I keep holding your hand, I don’t feel afraid. For one of the pictures I very quickly peck you on the cheek, the next picture is me smiling at the ground and you looking at me surprised. We laugh about it when we’re looking at the pictures later then you kiss me on the cheek and it’s my turn to look surprised. After we’re almost home you pull the car over to some place with a great view of the sky, we both get out and lay back on the hood looking up at the stars. I thank you for taking me out and you just smile and take my hand. After trying to pick out all of the constellations I know I turn to you and find you were already looking at me, I lift my free hand up and hold your cheek. I look at your lips then down at the hood of the car then to your eyes again. We kiss.💕

an Isabelle gif froze, look how serene she looks

i be meowing