As long as we can conjure, who needs anything else? As long as we can agree on the magical lie and be happy, what more is there to ask for? “I loved you from that moment on,” I say. “I loved you from that moment on,” you agree.
Maybe, it's not the distance that's the problem, but how you handle it.
Even though it was hard to see you, it was good to see you.
It's not the easy things that let you get to know a person.
My lines all curve. I tend to connect the wrong dots.
In small letters, someone has written NEVER FORGET on one of the slats. I know it's supposed to be a pledge, but it feels like a curse. Don't we have to forget some of it? Don't we have to forget this feeling? If we don't, how will we live?