in the end, we would do anything for someone we love to make them happy ,,, but would they do the same thing for us?? and if we already lose everything for them,, would we regret it?
TIME PASSES. EVEN WHEN IT SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE. EVEN when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. … … … Even for me. new moon, the twilight series, chapter 4