Now this is where I begin to scream at her.
'Just bloody tell him and stop crying...!!!!!'
But she never listens.
And isn't she beautiful? So beautiful.
Her obsession with fate and time and anniversaries; the deepness of red that she wears and overwhelming happiness which breaks her as the divide with sadness decreases...
I sigh and accept what will be...
Yet I still secretly hope things will be different...every single time.
