It's the kind of kiss that inspires stars to climb into the sky and light up the world.
I have a heart, says science, but I am a monster, says society.
And some days I wonder why I insist on keeping myself alive.
I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.
Raindrops are my only reminder that clouds have a heartbeat. That I have one, too.
Insane for your sweet, sweet love!