thunderpopcola:

You know that feeling you get when you read a good book?

Yes, that. 

You get so attached to the whole story that when the ending comes near, you have to remind yourself that it’s all just inside your head. You cling to your imagination, your daydream, that when it comes to a halt, you’re too scared to detach yourself from it. Because, you know, after all of this, it will be over and you don’t know when you’ll find another good story to read again. For the many you’ve chanced upon have been too ordinary and this…this is just exceptional.

You put down the book, with much hesitation, sigh, and wish that you could read through it again. To get that oddly comforting feeling back, that feeling of temporary contentment.

Well,

that’s

exactly 

what

you

make me feel.