Growing up is like falling in love everyday with a new human being. It is about wondering how much it worths swallowing water from the deepest oceans of consciousness.
Forgetting is about filling the structure of the saddest loneliness completely with pleasure.
There are gardens we will never get into. Some might say there is a key to understand time as something unpredictable.
Believing is the sound of your voice when you wake up in the morning. Forgetting is the sound of whatever I could not love as much as you, but I am still trying.
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