But whichever form it took it brought with it, in those moments of bitter anguish, such a desperate surge of hope that it was almost untouchable, and flitted away like a golden butterfly into the bright blue sky - beautiful, unreachable and completely transistent.
Tabitha SuzumaYou've always been my best friend, my soul mate, and now I've fallen in love with you too. Why is that such a crime?
Tabitha SuzumaAt what point do you give up - decide enough is enough? There is only one answer really. Never.
Tabitha SuzumaAt what point does a fly give up trying to escape through a closed window โ do its survival instincts keep it going until it is physically capable of no more, or does it eventually learn after one crash too many that there is no way out? At what point do you decide that enough is enough?
Tabitha Suzuma