There is some kind of shell warped in layer and layers of subjectivity around you. This always gave you such a delicate glow, pretty much like the early lights of some cold autumn morning, yellow and warm.
But I see some simple things too, some kind of absurd funny laughs, this way you have to make me feel comfortable. Things always start this conceptual with me.
Because you always make sure I know how vulnerable you are, I hold myself. But that was always the impression I had. Always the things you made me feel.
Still very superficial? Yes. But I can't deny I have some glimpses of the things underneath... and I like what I see.
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