"That feeling where you’re caught between screaming or crying. Where your emotions are everywhere and your stomach is filled with knots. You want to scream so loudly so all your anger can be released, but at the same time you want to just sit down on the floor hugging your legs to your chest and just bawl your eyes out. Because in that moment everything is not okay and you want to make it better somehow but you don’t know how."

"I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I want to be the sheets your fingers crave at night; the blanket that wraps around you all night. I want to drink tea with you, share some records we find. I want to talk about everything in the world newspapers. I want to discuss with you, to be stubborn and quick-witted with you. I want to have differences between us. I want your flaws. All of them. I want go into the deepest corners of your mind and never get bored of you. I want to be surprised by the new all the time. I want to look at you like a movie, a living piece of art; always trying to chase what you crave … and capture you."

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