i suddenly feel like watching edward scissorhands again. though i think it would be my nth time watching it. maybe because i was listening to the grand finale soundtrack by danny elfman. two words. beautiful liberation. i love the voices. i love the build up. everything about the few notes when edward was cutting the ice sculpture with her dancing in the snowflakes was simply magical.
one day i will snuggle in, watch it and cry again. left alone atop a hill. with only memories of her beauty. giving her the gift of snow. knowing he is loved.
i shall learn my lesson.
want to - sugarland.
snll drifted away at 7:52 AM
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