You’re engulfed in the flames, my love. You’re too blinded by the smoke to see the fire around you. Open your eyes a little, it won’t sting, I promise.
Look around you, my love. See how the world blossoms into a caricature of emotions. Open your heart a little, it won’t scar, I promise.
Write me a lullaby, my love. Not because I need one but because you can.