I wanted to punch him and understand him at the same time.

She won’t love again in the same unbridled way; she’ll never feel the sharp brightness of her own personality when he gazes upon her, when he draws a spotlight over her and she responds, fully illuminated.

She affected me, even when she was absent.

Love is a disease – ultimately you get sick of each other

That girl who doesn’t even understand my language properly, understands my heart, but the one who should, doesn’t even try

For a split second I felt as though she was nobody special in the larger scheme of my life. She was just some girl who had tied me to her leg to help her sink when she jumped off the bridge. Then I blinked and was in love with her again.