back to the swoony days of my late teens. i’ve always been prone to romanticism, and over nothing more than music. the best songs hit me right in the solar plexus and make me happy and sad and bittersweet and twisting achy inside. i love the tension in this song. it feels that beautiful space before a first kiss: after you know that you want to very much indeed but before you actually touch. that feeling, pre-kiss tension, is the best but also the worst when it stretches out for hours and this is what the song reminds me of.
it’s wonderful for the added touch of mystery, like the last scene in lost in translation, such a tease because i want to know what was said.