“ Love is like a butterfly, you must let it fly. I think so. So I'm just torn between the two states, I wanna sleep with him every night to show him the new dawn through my eyes and I never want him in my bed, so the romance gets the accurate rhythm of deathless song. But even if we don't talk anymore, I think, at the end of the day, in our involuntary loop of detachment he's already mine. ”