"Don’t miss that one shy star up in the dark abyss just because nearby ones are shining too brightly at you, blinding you," she said.
"Why are you telling me that?" he asked.
"Well, you just missed it."
I used to think it’s overrated. That love. But heck, it’s a dang good feeling when you’re on it. You start accepting, become less unforgiving. You give more, understand more. Smile often. In short, you become a monster better than your usual old self.
It’s like it wouldn’t matter to you if you’re an eggplant or whether you sound like an eggplant because you’re seeing the world in a different light that’s not really filled with butterflies and hearts - more like fatal throbs, dumb smiles and highs.
Anyway, tonight at 11:01 pm, with all my Ecology papers screaming at my desk, and with a body that almost feels like it just came from a plane crash, I am writing away here - eras shy from the last time I posted - and dedicating a song to one super cool guy who is definitely could possibly be causing all the fuzz.
This is a cover song of Anyone Else But You (originally by The Moldy Peaches) by yours truly. I should be embarrassed. But tonight I’m happy to be an eggplant, so.
Anyone Else But You (Cover) - Kimimoi
