"my hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me,
so won't you kill me?
so i die happy.
my heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury,
or wear as jewelry.
whichever you prefer."
this song reminds me of the past, of july, of unrequited things, of youthful hopes and insecurities. it also reminds me of the book i'm reading, but really, pretty much everything does.