“Nothing IS. Things happen.”

“ojala que las hojas no te toquen el cuerpo cuando caigan para que no las puedas convertir en cristal
[hopefully the leaves won’t touch your body when they fall so they will not be transformed into crystal]”

Just turn around; turn away from me… before i lose my head. just turn around but remember me, and how you left me dead inside….
we were gonna be different; now where did those dreamers go?
i was the one who’d paint the stars and watched you while you slept. you were the one who held my heart and smiled as it leapt inside.. ...