This argument grew from nowhere into an outrage. In my rage, I was blind to her, to the graceful parts of her heart. I assumed I was right when I had no reason to. The words she spoke with such intentioned purity triggered something inside of me that came from fear. The words that calmed her, scared me. The words that calmed me, scared her. We were opponents, suddenly blind to each other's good hearts and building walls instead of bridges.  
She stood up, and ran out. It all felt like a sudden daydream, her eyes looking back at me so glassy, so anxious, and I felt paralyzed. I put the drink on my mouth and finished it again. I heard the barkeeper coming back and ordered another one. I hated it when again, she had to think about if she still loved me.

Melea&Taylor. Two strangers on their way to a horrific crime learn to fall in love again.

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Metanoia - The Age of Innocence

"Cause you only need the light when it's burning low, only miss the sun when it starts to snow, 


only know you love her when you let her go. Only know you've been high when you're feeling low, only hate the road when you're missing home, only know you love her when you let her go. 


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The darkness that wrapped itself around this place was somewhat darker than usual. The room was filled with roaring noises from intoxicated drunks. The atmosphere was dominated by loud voices, shouting to one another to either stop or enter a conversation. The crowd was young, most of them were freshmen at university, and this bar made them forget and misbehave in ways that would make them feel ashamed the next day on. 


I was electrified by the smoke. I finished my drink and felt the satisfying burning in the back of my throat. The liquor intoxicated my body in the usual comforting way. 


To love is sometimes to let go - CH. 28