I’ll see you sometime again, even if it’s not with any kind of eyes I know of or understand
milkeuteaalıntı yaptı4 yıl önce
I like to think that nothing’s final, and that everyone gets to be together even when it looks like they don’t, that it all works out even when all the evidence seems to say something else
milkeuteaalıntı yaptı4 yıl önce
I like to think that one day after I die, at least one small particle of me—of all the particles that will spread everywhere—will float all the way to Neverland,
milkeuteaalıntı yaptı4 yıl önce
I like to think that even if I change and fade away, some other people won’t.
milkeuteaalıntı yaptı4 yıl önce
I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn’t seem broken at all.
milkeuteaalıntı yaptı4 yıl önce
I knew I’d miss you. But the surprising thing is, you never leave me. I never forget a thing. Every kind of love, it seems, is the only one. It doesn’t happen twice.
milkeuteaalıntı yaptı4 yıl önce
Because I think people must be the same everywhere. Only these people are my bones.
milkeuteaalıntı yaptı4 yıl önce
You think you know that someone sees you one way, and barely at all, and then you realize that they see you in another.
Valeria Valderramaalıntı yaptı5 yıl önce
Sometimes I think that maybe we are just stories. Like we may as well just be words on a page, because we’re only what we’ve done and what we are going to do
Valeria Valderramaalıntı yaptı5 yıl önce
stories. Like we may as well just be words on a page, because we’re only what we’ve done and what we are going to do.