love is fleeting. it can be experienced in the smallest of moments; the length of a song, one night together, a videotape. we're all just engers floating through each other's lives. some of us make a bigger impact than others, but in that moment the emotion is raw and real and unfiltered. we're messy, chaotic creatures; we're explosively poetic. nothing captures that quite like fallen angels.

i think after a third viewing i've finally been able to wrap my thoughts…