"the thing is... im not sure why you're not interested in having something. i mean, people arent THAT hopeless you know?
nobody really dies until all the people that remember them are dead, too. we are like chemicals, we try to bond to things. some bonds are stronger than others. some bonds last, some dont. but like all bonds, when they're streched and deformed and almost breaking, its not a pleasant sensation. i may hope that the person who was with me for so long would know me enough to be at a certain place or understand certain things. but sometimes, our wants surpass their resources by miles and miles"
"closeness is a strange thing, i feel closer to you than i know you feel close to me"
And you know what? Maybe I've long not checking myself in the mirror until I've forgotten who I am.
