Stars.

I've always believed they possessed an ethereal quality I couldn't quite explain... and now I'm sure of it.

My feelings don't make sense. They are illogical, irresponsible, and naive... Yet the way my heart strings are currently being plucked creates the most fulfilling melody that has ever rang through my veins.

I feel like I should bow my head for feeling like something so impossible is everything. I feel like I shouldn't believe in fairy tales and ancient fables, lovesick tunes, and works of lunatics. But... this is what makes sense to me. Normal, safe, realistic, logical... it's so unappealing.

I hope I have a dream like last night's tonight.