Why ? When everything seems to be okay, there always has to be something wrong. And then, you start to fall and you keep on falling in and out like there was nothing to stop you, all you can see is darkness. You no longer want to eat (and trust me, i usually looove that), you cry, you only want to sleep and don’t want to wake up, ever.
J'aimerais que tout soit plus facile, que la tristesse n'existe pas et que l'amour domine. J'aimerais que tu ne sois jamais parti, alors tout aurait été parfait. Il n'y aurait pas eu de peine et de larmes.
