It's the morning sunlight creeping through the the windows, the smell of petrichor and honeysuckle after a summer rain, the recognition of life all around you. That's where magic lies.
"i would kill for you" "i would die for you" okay but would you forgive me if i forgot something important for the 51204th time in a row even though i tried my best to remember
i love you purple i love you lavender i love you lilac i love you wisteria i love you violet i love you mauve i love you periwinkle i love you amethyst i love you