Please don't say we're done when I'm not finished I could give you so much

People come and go, you knew that. We all know that, but we forget it. People come into your life. You let them in, thinking "why not, she looks interesting". Well, she'll be even more intresting when you'll fall in love with her and will cry when seeying her leave from your miserable life, that has so much less sence now that she's gone. People let themselves love. They love other people that one day dissapear. You ask yourself then, how you just did to live before you knew that person.

You should be listening to: the xx - heart skipped a beat