sexta-feira, abril 11, 2014


«It's like I'm reading a book,
and it's a book I deeply love,
but I'm reading it slowly now
so the words are really far apart
and the spaces between the words are almost infinite.
I can still feel you and the words of our story,
but it's in this endless space between the words that I'm finding myself now.
It’s a place that’s not of the physical world
- it's where everything else is that I didn't even know existed.
I love you so much, but this is where I am now.
This is who I am now.
And I need you to let me go.
As much as I want to I can't live in your book anymore.»


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