sometimes i dream of open fields, where the day is so young that the thickness of the clouds clearly separates the horizon from the land. the feeling of flying takes over and is perfectly matched by your hand picked soundtrack. we all smile inside our hearts and our minds, because, for once in a great while, we're comforted by the loneliness that comes with being alone and isolated from people, from animals and bugs, from the fresh air outside. in the dark, i smile, but only to myself, and it feels like the most beautiful smils i have to offer to anyone.

i hear our song (and maybe it's so very forward and unsafe), but i see us dancing together (i am so tiny and you, so tall) dressed in our very best, but so far away from the peak of love (love never peaks, it just keeps going on, forever and ever, and past the time our hearts stop beating, long past our last breaths).

i feel all neon like tonight, and no one could guess that. it feels so foreign.