Chapter 19: Crazy

I think about who I could've been, given the opportunity. Who I want to be, I need to be.

The wind is nicer when you're warmer than you'd like.

The light dims, but I don't want it to. Come back, please.

I spread my arms, wide.

Swans stay together until they die.

Flying is not only reserved for the ones aiming for the sky. It's also for those who fall, on accident, watching everything pass them by.

Loving is a simple art if you're prepared to see it. But many don't if they're awake.

Blue was never my favourite colour, nor will it ever be.

I never said that I wanted to grow older, but I do with you.

The wings gifted to me never disappoint.

But you did.

You wanted to, you did. And now you're trying to back down. Step closer, fly.

My heart dances when I'm with you.

We don't need to be saved from an end expected.

Come back.

Or I never will.