The idea is to basically live forever, to die young but as late as we can.
Love stories beginning in the middle of the night, like a sudden storm, flooding our empty souls.
Hurricanes in our minds. Wild lilies in our hearts. Kissing with fever, sweat on our skin. Writing novels about the miracles you let me see. Not afraid of scars. Not afraid to fall. Sometimes we shine brighter than the sun. Some days I collapse in your lap and you break into questions and fears. Yet the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.