I think, I think when it’s all over it just comes back in flashes, you know. It’s like a kaleidoscope of memories, but it just all comes back... but he never does.

  I think part of me knew the second I saw him that this would happen. It’s not really anything he said, or anything he did, it was the feeling that came along with it, and, crazy thing is, i don’t know if i am ever going to feel that way again... but I don’t know if I should. I knew his world moved too fast and burned too bright, but I just thought, how can the devil be pulling you towards someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you?. Maybe he knew that, when he saw me. I guess i just lost my balance. I think that the worst part of it all wasn’t losing him, it was losing me. 

… I don’t know if you know who you are until you lose who you are

T.S

No sentir

A veces siento que no hay nadie real a mi lado

¿Por qué no lo veo?

¿Estaré equivocada?

,,,

Quiero que el amor por fin conteste por qué siempre soy yo la de la mala suerte

Risks

“When 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. 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 which allow us to fly.”

Bones -