He reached for her hand. "I don't want to lose you." His voice was almost in a whisper. She could feel the tears again, and she fought them back. "But you don't want to keep me either, do you?" To that, he had no response. (cheers to Nicholas Sparks, The Rescue)
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Amira Idayu
You don't need lucidity to find joy. Joy is where you decide to put your heart at. There's just something about words that I love, that works in sync with codes. Solituditary, writing, imagination. Those, are my favourites.
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