All the heart break, swirling death, and held back tears create a refined soul.
Once upon a time she loved me.
These emotions of joy and delight fluttered inside me like a kingdom of butterflies.
Her singing swiftly guided this blackened soul, to a fountain of youth, my ears heard a symphony when we was a lone tone.
Love will do that to you.
Blind your senses and make you face the music.