Tell me about the time you laughed so hard, you started crying. And tell me about the time a past lover made you mad. Do you like to sleep with the door open or closed? And what song do you fall asleep to? Tell me about a time you failed a grade. Then tell me about the time you got an A. Do you kiss your mother on the cheek? Or do you kiss her on the forehead? Tell me about your favourite flower in a way that I can describe the colours of the walls in your house, and the pictures that hang off it. Do you dream often? If so, tell me if your dream in colours. Tell me about you past lover, and the time you felt happiness when your name fell softly off her lips. Tell me about a moment in your life you thought you’d never live through, then tell me how you lived through it. Do you think we should paint often? Do you think it’ll help us dream in colours? Tell me about the day you felt anger rush through you. Then tell about the day you slept all day, ignoring the world. Tell me what you’d do if your lover was sad. Would you make her cocoa and twine your arms against her body to shelter her from the storm that was brewing around her? And would you collect her tears before they hit her cheek so she would never experience the dampness on her face? Tell me how beautiful the ocean is. And tell me how the trees still stand tall when there entire world is falling to ruining? Do you think trees weep for their fallen neighbour? And do you think its why we have windy days? Tell me why flowers sleep during the winter. Then tell me if you’ve ever been a flower sleeping during the winter.