"And I thought, that's 'cause they're fishes. They were supposed to swim. Just like people are supposed to keep going."
Why do we cry alone? Why don't we reach out when we're sad and then wonder why we feel lonely? Why do we deny ourselves of comfort and companion and wonder why we are never in a deep relationship with people—soul to soul?
Let me just hold on to this delicate glass of euphoria for a little longer. Just a little bit more.
Maybe this is how I'll find my way home to the stars—with them. I don't mind burning at all.
It was on a normal day that one perfect timing occurred and I am so so grateful to have you in my life.