i) The quiet hum of someone playing Liszt and you putting your hair up and exposing your neck makes me feel like I'm in a film so perfectly made
I just want to capture every single movement of you and keep them in the safest and sanest corner of my brain.
ii) You say it's such a divine night; I say I'm so sure that even the devil's knees would buckle when he hears you speak.
I noticed the fireflies are lighting up themselves even more brightly.
I bet it's because they are trying to outshine you but they will all fall dead even before they do so.
iii) There's a marching band inside my chest and for some reason tonight feels like Christmas, New Years and my birthday all at once.
The other day my mom said she thinks I am getting better. I said, yes, mom,
my old self finally decided to come home.