You have to see the miracles for there to be miracles.

When he plays all the flowers swap colors and years and decades and centuries of rain pour back into the sky

She's a sun-kissed beach girl who goes gothgrungepunkhippierockeremocoremetalfreakfashionistabraingeekboycrazyhiphoprastagirl to keep it under wraps.

... every available inch of his face busts into a smile - whoa. Has he blown into our school on a gust of wind from another world? The guy looks unabashedly jack-o'-lantern happy, which couldn't be more foreign to the sullen demeanor most of us strove to perfect.

The. World. Is. Not. A. Safe. Place.

But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?

It's such a colossal effort not to be haunted by what's lost, but to be enchanted by what was.