What's the point of beauty if it's only seen by one?

Doesn't the world inside a black and white photograph seem more real? It's because the real world is losing its color

The musician and the listener. If this is love between two strangers watching each other from afar, that rough, burning moment when you rush in and kiss is the show.

When I stop at a stop sign, I don’t think about the distance I’ve crossed. I just wish I never had to stop.

Don't expect anything ordinary from me, i'm weird, and i like myself as i am

He laughed. I suddenly wanted to laugh, to laugh with him, to sit here, or maybe outside in the rain, and just laugh with him. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t even smile.

What's the point of beauty if it's only seen by one?