Growing apart doesn't change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I'm glad for that.
Teens find out a lot from other teens.
I am trapped in glass and I want to break out and breath deep but I´m too afraid that it will hurt.
There is something extraordinary about the first time falling.
Now that I've found the way to fly, which direction should I go into the night?
In the end you can't always choose what to keep. You can only choose how you let it go.