“There was this one guy who used to be my very own infinity. I try to look back at our past with a smile on my face, because they were precious bits of my youth that deserve nothing less than a genuine sense of warmth; but more times than not, I can only cry myself senseless.  Every now and then, an avalanche of memories would get triggered by the simple things – our places, our songs, our dreams – and then I would think about all of him: his handsome smile, his intensely beautiful eyes, his perfectly wicked sense of humour and just how he wore his heart on his sleeve so wonderfully.”