Sometimes, waiting so patiently eventually turns into giving up. I'm sitting on the borderline. If I were to pack my bags and disappear into Amsterdam for a month, I wonder who I'd come back as. Would living the life of an unknown, awake me to who I really am ? Would anything change ?
“I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long.
If we're in each other's dreams, we can be together all the time.”