To be strong is to understand weakness. To be weak is to have fears. To have fears is to have something precious to you. To have something precious to you is to be strong.
If I hadn’t met you that day, I don’t think I would have felt, this bitterness, this pain, this sadness. But if I hadn’t met you, this happiness, this joy, this warmth, this love, I wouldn’t have known that either.
It’s the oldest story in the world. One day you’re seventeen and planning for someday. And then quietly and without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And that someday is yesterday. And this is your life. We spend so much time wanting, pursuing, wishing - but ambition is good, chasing things with integrity is good, dreaming. If you had a friend you knew you’d never see again, what would you say? If you could do one last thing for someone you love, what would it be? Say it, do it. Don’t wait. Nothing lasts forever.
How much do I need to get rid of myself?
Can’t you hear my heart crying?
I want to hug you like crazy
I can’t persist without you
A person who’s been by my side
That person, the only person
I can’t grab them, can’t let go
My painful love