To die of yearning for something you will never experience

Reasons get forgotten.

Say the sea. Say the sea. Say the sea. So that perhaps a drop of that magic may wander through time, and something might find it, and save it before it disappears forever. Say the sea. Because it's what we have left. Because faced by the sea, we without crosses, without magic, we must still have a weapon, something, so as not to die in silence, that's all.

I did not love you out or boredom or loneliness or caprice. I loved you because the desire for you was stronger than any happiness.

As you see, it is not that I don't know my own mind, I know it very well but only up to a certain point in the matter. I know perfectly well what the question is. It's the answer I want.

There is nothing that can, in the dark become true

This is the seashore. Neither land nor sea. It’s a place that does not exist.