"Do they lead separate lives, or is it a single life shared?" (fav par
"People say you only live once, but people are as wrong about that as they are about everything. In the darkest moments before dawn, a woman returns to her bed. What life is she leading? Is it the same life the woman was living half an hour ago? A day ago? A year ago? Who is this man? Do they lead separate lives, or is it a single life shared?
A storm approaches. It's still over the horizon, but there's lightning in the air. Are either of them aware of the gathering turbulence? Can they feel the crackle of electricity in the wind? Or are they aware only of the power that they generate between themselves? The first hint of this storm is not a thunderclap, it is a knock.
Violent death, murder, it sends out shockwaves. The closer you are to it, the greater the shock.
If you love someone, you open yourself up to suffering. That's the sad truth. Maybe they'll break your heart, maybe you'll break their heart and never be able to look at yourself in the same way. Those are the risks. You see two people, and you think 'They belong together,' but nothing happens. The thought of losing so much control over personal happiness is unbearable. That's the burden. Like wings, they have weight. We feel that weight on our backs, but they are a burden that lifts us. Burdens that allow us to fly."
I was bored so I felt like putting this here.. tehe
A storm approaches. It's still over the horizon, but there's lightning in the air. Are either of them aware of the gathering turbulence? Can they feel the crackle of electricity in the wind? Or are they aware only of the power that they generate between themselves? The first hint of this storm is not a thunderclap, it is a knock.
Violent death, murder, it sends out shockwaves. The closer you are to it, the greater the shock.
If you love someone, you open yourself up to suffering. That's the sad truth. Maybe they'll break your heart, maybe you'll break their heart and never be able to look at yourself in the same way. Those are the risks. You see two people, and you think 'They belong together,' but nothing happens. The thought of losing so much control over personal happiness is unbearable. That's the burden. Like wings, they have weight. We feel that weight on our backs, but they are a burden that lifts us. Burdens that allow us to fly."
I was bored so I felt like putting this here.. tehe
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