I hope you get everything you deserve.
And then I fell in love with the colour of your eyes and I just knew there was no turning back.
No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.
Was wirklich zu dir gehört, das wirst du nie verlieren.
I think it is all a matter of love; the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes.