dear sir starling... mr. starling?... max! dear max, shall i compare thee to a june strawberry full moon night? i've found myself lost in thought of you many a'time, many a'moon. every time I see you, my heart skips a beat, albeit i mostly only see you on tv, but skips a beat nonetheless. the light in your eyes melts my insides, the warmth in your smile could make anyone feel as if they're curling up in a warm sunbeam. Your laughter, well, you don't laugh too much, but i know it's simply...hot.

you probably don’t notice me much, i blend in as a mere face in the crowd, as a single star in the vast night sky. but i've noticed you. i've seen the kindness in your gestures, how intently you listen to others and value their opinions. especially when it comes to making our city a better place. i've admired your dedication and passion, and the way you throw yourself into everything you do with complete determination. fuck! those! rats!

i've admired you from afar, wishing i had the courage to step closer to let you know how how brilliant you are. but for now, i give solice to these words, hoping they convey even an inch of the depth of my admiration. maybe one day, i'll gather the courage to step out of the shadows and share these feelings with you in person. i think that night will be tonight. like you said, it's time to unleash the cats.|