I wonder if we’re sometimes standing in the same memory. I wonder if sometimes, time has stopped for you too.
And sometimes I wonder, what if we had met differently? Would we still love each other just like from the beginning?
‘Things can be seen better in the darkness,” he said, as if he had just seen into her mind. “But the longer you spend in the dark, the harder it becomes to return to the world aboveground where the light is.’
Yes, I am done of this situation and you can start searching for another girl to mess around