I usually know exactly what to say. But in this moment, I have no words. I guess... I'm overwhelmed by you. 

Hehe. What a sweet dialogue. 

Sometimes it feels like words can be spun into so much beauty. And I don't know if it's a form of escapism or simply a bookmark into the special moments of life. But without words, without beauty, without the promise of hope. Life would be so dreary? Unbearable, perchance. It's not even about living with your head in the clouds, it's simply knowing that despite all the frustrations, there is joy that can be found. 

On that nice note, I should try to get some sleep.