And so it seems I must always write you letters that I can never send.
My heart was too big for my body, so I let it go.
Anis Mojgani, Come Closer
Life is made of ever so many partings welded together…
I’ll find you. Don’t worry. Just be on your own and I’ll find you.
What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water passed through his shoes and the stars through his soul