“Platonic friendship: the interval between the introduction and the first kiss.”

it’s beginning to get to me that I know more of the stars and sea than I do of what’s in your head…
We need to feel breathless with love and not collapsed under its weight.
I’m gasping for the air to fill my lungs with everything I’ve lost.

To tell you truth, I've said it before: tomorrow I start in a new direction. I look straight at what’s coming ahead and soon it’s gonna change in a new direction. One last time, these words from me; I’m never saying them again.