your favorite song by Dayglow plays in the background accompanied by the occasional record scratch. Golden hour floods into your open windows and wind chimes dance through the delicate breeze. Strewn papers are fluttered as it moves through your room. Not a single word is uttered, "your presence is enough for me" words declared by your partner warm your cheeks as your partner's melodious voice dances through your scattered brain. "What's wrong?" Oh so gentle words break you out of your trance as a hand delicately brushes your hair out of your face. Love-struck, that's what you were.

"im trying to make up my mind"

"just how I feel"