'Cuz I love you and I'd like to spend forever in the subtle warmth inside your arms like fireplace's embers
I will try my best to keep you by my side 'til the weather
Turns apocalyptic and we end up drifting to the nether
But we'd be still be wearing sweaters when we got there
Because we're both too caught up all in our cuteness to care about hot air
And even if it burnt me alive, I'd have my crosshairs set up on your heart, making art 'cause why stop there?
Atlas, Valintine














