I live so fully in the small things.
My tears have no dam, they waterfall like no other.
Her heartbreak shatters my soul and her bright days fill my mind with sunshine.
The conclusion of a good book brings me satisfaction that leaves me fulfilled for days.
I react quickly, apologize profusely, forgive easily, and learn much from the simplest dramas.
Falling in love for me is like falling asleep, the most natural thing of all.
My heart is full and amused from the mundane.
- will I survive real life if this rehearsal is already enough?