"sleeping by myself
curled up like a question mark
come and answer me"
"When you’re surrounded by perfect things, you learn to appreciate the beauty in flaws."
"Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unwearied,
For ever piping songs for ever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!"
“Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats