Sometimes you need to sleep, sleep a lot. Not to escape, but to rest your soul from your feelings. Because everything, absolutely everything devours you. Completely.

¿Me amarías con la misma intensidad aun sabiendo lo inestable que pueda llegar a ser?

“It’s OK to live a life that others don’t understand.”

“Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.”

“There’s pure love in those beautiful orbs, the kind which makes you go weak in the knees. Secrets playing hide and seek, waiting for someone to read beneath. But this love is not to be mistaken for her weakness, for there lurks fire too, which can burn you to the ground!”

No hay nada más doloroso para quien espera el regreso de otra persona que descubrir, en silencio, que no regresa.