Love exists but with an absence of eternity. At the first moment of a lover’s encounter, there is an affirmation of love ; psychologically lunacy, emptiness, panic, delusions that the moment will last forever. I’m seized by desire. I hide behind my back and postpone all answers.

-Pink Tape ; Art Film

I met him through a mutual friend of ours. It is not comprehensible by reason. I could think of nothing else. But some things are not forgiveable. Abandon my ship to the mercy of the waves.

I’m right next to you but I feel blue. If we turn the ending page to our novel. What kind of story will it be? Did you already get there? How did I look? Did you already get there? When I open my eyes, I hope our love remains on top. Where it’s been written and erased countless times

-Ending Page, f(x)