sometimes I meet people who seem to have gold woven into them. no matter how buried or hidden, there's gold strands in their hearts. maybe it's best sometimes, not to get too attached or entangled. but rather, admire their glisten and smile. knowing that to appreciate someone for their thoughts and feelings and vulnerabilities is what we're all asking for anyway. and knowing that to kiss them would not be as sweet as to let them bloom. this is what I think about after a perfect night with the newest friends who will be added to the dearest list.