That moment your body goes numb with goosebumps from something being so indescribably beautiful. The resonating synchrony of choir voices, the second before two lips meet for the first time, walls filled with ancient renaissance paintings, the warmth of a fire pit on a summer night, romantic daydreams of longing and lust, fresh cotton sheets still hot from the dryer- this is why I am alive. This is what I live for.
