She would never change, but one day at the touch of a fingertip she would fall to dust.
She was ready to deny the existence of space and time rather than admit that love might not be eternal.
I tried to love you less. I couldn’t.
I could see no reason for being sad. It’s just that it makes me unhappy not to feel happy.
Because we’re separated, everything separates us, even our efforts to join each other.