“ The sight of such aching beauty would infuse his soul with pain. ”
I mean, at the end of the day, what the hell does it matter who I end up with if it can't be you?
~ Tabitha Suzuma
At the end of the day it's about how much you can bear, how much you can endure. Being together, we harm nobody; being apart, we extinguish ourselves.
How can something so wrong feel so right?
As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.
