“We are defined by the places we hold in the web of others’ lives.”

it’s always little things that to the surface brings the comfort and the pain, the fear inside the smile.
We lose along the way the things we leave behind, along the precipice of things we should not climb.
And I’m the first in line.
...The mountain that you climb, just to take a fall—

All your weight, it falls on me.. it brings me down.
Promises you break you still believe.