- even if we could turn back, we’d probably never end up where we started.
- we've got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
- i’m not tragic these days, i don’t weep, but i feel alone, bewildered, far from you, far from everything — nothing has any meaning.
- what if our hearts could be connected like constellations?
- behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.
- it’s amazing what storms your face can hide, what terrible wrecks can writhe and heave beneath, without one ripple on the surface.
- i am made of darkness, but with you – i see stars.
- perhaps one day we will meet again: two stars colliding for a second time, recognizing pieces of ourselves we left behind in each other.
nov 4 2017 ∞
dec 3 2017 +