It doesn’t hurt much. I don’t know how it looks” – he lowered his hand and turned his face to the side – “but it can’t be that bad. What do you think? You’d date me, right?” Alex pushed him away, grinning. “You’re an idiot.
Time is an illusion. It’s nothing more than an idea that events always occur in a linear direction. It moves forward, never back. Now, I believe that the time has come.
Everything can be forgiven, except what we decide not to forgive and let go.
I see her in the stars,” he said breathlessly. “I see her in the great lake that surrounds this glorious academy. I see her everywhere.” He looked drunk on love. “She is but a light and I her moth. I can’t help but be drawn into her soft beauty and her wilful manner.