Citas
We tell ourselves lies in order to survive. Trade them, like kids with their old toys. In this town that’s a foreign land to us, we’ll learn to invent those truths that provide the greatest succour. I now know we’ll never be able to forget the past, but that’s exactly what we’re trying to do, despite it all. Forget the past, love each other in the present moment. Cut off from the world, we’ll conceal our scars beneath the sleeves of our false hopes.
When we die a few months from now, it will be the most beautiful day of our lives. Until then we’ll survive, just as long as our secrets remain intact.
When we meet love that sees us as what we are, we blossom. And that little flower, a blazon; some heat from a heart we thought we thought desiccant, and a loin we knew to be silent.
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