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S-KY~ I wonder if we are sometimes standing in the same memory, I wonder if sometimes, time has stopped for you too.
“Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star.
It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago.
Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.”
― Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun I am a secret. |
8 march 2013, diary entry. ❀ 1 comment(s)
You said I was a constellation, and I cried,because stars are sad things. Or I often suppose they are.
I changed colors depending on the temperature,
or the temperature of my heart.
(red. blue. white. orange/redder.)