#WoA. Apparently, I have another matter to take up with the universe, because giving someone your face and then having the audacity to give them that heart too feels like a rather blatant misuse of privilege. One—pretty—makes me stare, the other—lovely—makes me want to keep you close. Oh, darling, you are an unreasonable combination of things. You leave me caught somewhere between wanting to admire you like a masterpiece and wanting to tuck you safely beside me where I can adore you properly. (Lucky for me, I happen to be very fond of your little act of celestial misconduct. =D)