breathlessness

last night was amazing. every moment was perfect and beautiful and breathtaking. i wish i could lock the nights memory in my mind with the utmost precision, taking every note, every movement of every bow, and every smile in perfect inventory.



life in your sweatshirt is warmer and smaller. you always make me feel tiny, which i hate and love simultaneously(i like to think i am big too, despite all evidence to the contrary.)

so as i breathe, and wheeze and cough, thank you for that great night- i cant even express to you how much it meant to me.