You, whom I encountered at the lowest point of my life and it pains me every time when I see your smile. All I have is feeling of guilt. Was that half of a smile? Perhaps it was the smile that withered from inability to comprehend the world. You claim you’re fine, but I guess that’s only thing the world can offer you. I hate reaching out with these small and empty hands, so that’s why I foolishly have to empty your reached out hands as well. -

“Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time.”