As good as I could possibly imagine my life getting, it did / After I met you / The way you reached inside my chest and pulled out things and sent them off in breaths blew / And as good as it got with all the layers peeling off, and though I writhed / I could not upset you / With your hand down my throat you held on to my heart and pumped blood through

— “You Swan, Go On” by Mount Eerie, off Lost Wisdom

I love this album and obviously am feeling a little excessively romantic after having surprise time off to spend with Ryan this afternoon.