Limitations are really good for you. They are a stimulant. If you were told to make a drawing of a tulip using five lines, or one using a hundred, you’d be more inventive with the five.
I’m not a game, but I love how you play me / And I’m not a swing, but I love how you sway me / I’m not a song, but I love when you try to sing along…
I don’t want to let this fade overnight. I want someone who’s worth the fight and thinks that I’m worth fighting for too.