I love unmade beds.
I love when people are drunk & crying & can't be anything but honest in that moment.
I love the look in people's eyes when they realize they're in love.
I love how people look when they first wake up & they've forgotten their surroundings.
I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies.
I love when people close their eyes & drift away, into the clouds.
I fall in love with people & their honest moments all the time.
I fall in love with their breakdowns & smeared makeup & their daydreams.
Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words . . . that's why we have music.