i felt inspired.

Even now, all possible feelings do not yet exist, there are still those that lie beyond our capacity and our imagination. From time to time, when a piece of music no one has ever written or a painting no one has ever painted, or something else impossible to predict, fathom or yet describe takes place, a new feeling enters the world. And then, for the millionth time in the history of feeling, the heart surges and absorbs the impact.
- The History of Love

I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I’m tried. I watch the wind play with the trash that’s been under the snow all winter. Everything seems simple until you think about it.

and only after a short while you made me intolerable, i began to feel nonexistent, forgotten, you did to me exactly what he did and  you promised not to from the start. I'm disappointed in myself for actually believing you'd be different.

the bed sheets tangled around our ankles, both legs intertwined, our heads cushioned by pillows, and our hands against each others skin... we will lay in bed for hours avoiding the outside world just to keep this going because laying here, gives each of us a sense of belonging.

pay attention to your dreams.