I want you to know my entire Soul, my entire being.
I want my smile to be imprinted in your memoire for eternity.
And yet.
I seek the best from God.
And it seems that there's a flaw in the system.
I knew it was too easy to be true. The first time, with you ticking almost all the boxes?
Cosmic playthings, we are. And He's laughing at our ignorance. Yet not ready to show His cards.
Eh, ben. Quoi faire?
Je lache tous les attachements à la mémoire et l'idéal de toi.
Que sera, sera.
