A Hell Made In Heaven

When your right ear holds an earphone plug and the left keenly listens to the music made by the rain, 

When you feel your tears rolling down through the corner of your eyes, to your neck, 

When your eyelashes flip slowly like that of a slow-motioned movie scene, 

When your front teeth embrace your lower lip harder than a second before, 

You know what a hell made in heaven feels like.