My life started as fast as everybody else's - it takes only a few moments to let them be remembered for a long time and in another moment you are an adult. Once you look away for a just a second, you can fall out of your life, out of your path, and if you're lucky - fall into somebody's else's. If it's love or not, one way or another it can make you mad fighting for it because it's not only your path anymore.
But what would be life having your own mind, your own words and your own feelings? Some call it freedom; I'd call it loneliness.
As a matter of fact, how could you build up yourself without a crazy little thing called love? Our heart is like a small tea bag, only with warm water it can spread its flavour and grow bigger.
There's only one mistake we have when we think we have enough time to do as our hearts desire. Time passes really fast and before you realise it, the tea bag won't have the same flavour again when you fill it up with water again.
