Cartwheels

"I was floating above my bed,

Like a body in a river, in car.

And the only sound in my head

was a dying cricket in a jar.

And I saw little beams of light

come into the bedroom,

from underneath the door.

And they crawled under my sheets,

and they came out of every single pore.

When I think about you,

flowers grow out of my grave, grave grave!"

-Dead Man's Bones, Flowers grow out of my grave-

You know that feeling when you are perfectly content just for that moment and time should just freeze and its just you and him, him and you and you kept thinking what's gonna happen the next second, minute, hour, days, months years. If time would just stood still for that moment, or if i could just keep those feelings i feel whenever i talk to you in box or some sort of device that would allow me replay them, feel these feelings again whenever i feel 20 feet below, the world would be a nicer place.

Half way across the universe and you're still magic.