sometimes your love it's so pretty,
i just wanna sink in,
and sometimes your heart,
looks so pretty i just wanna live there,
oh i wish i could bottle it up.
and breathe it back like valium,
and sometimes your heart looks so pretty,
i just wanna live there.

so you and i find a scientist, to help me,
and if i meet the maker of all the universe,
i'll ask them why we're here and what we're here for,
and i'll tell them all the stories,
about our little world.

oh i've been waiting,
oh i've been waiting.

sometimes your love it's so quiet,
i don't even need to speak,
sometimes your heart it's so loud,
i can't even hear the beat,
oh i wish i could bottle it up,
and breathe it back like valium.

Valium - Lisa Mitchell

I’ve never been one to patiently pick up broken fragments to glue them back together again, to tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken — and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and have to see the individual pieces fitted tightly together, trying so hard to act as if nothing has changed or was ever shattered. I’d rather just leave it be than see the fragility of it every day.

"Watch out for intellect, because it knows so much it knows nothing and leaves you hanging upside down, mouthing knowledge as your heart falls out of your mouth."

Anne Sexton

oh how I wish I could join you in the sky. to get out and up, away, into the light.