"As long as I can remember I have been on the road. On another thought I have always been on the road. Mum told me that we have been on the road two weeks after I was born. Why? I don't know. She never told me, but I do know that we are on the run, on the run for something or from someone. We never stay longer than a week in one place and I have never lived in an actual house." Edited by Bayan @Justreading1234 !

"All the memories I have of you are torn apart and thrown into different parts of my mind. The scattered memories are shown to me. One after the other. Over and over again. So it went, for days, maybe weeks I don't know. I have tried to pick up all the memories and put them away in one place, but they will not budge. They are messing with me."

"I'm falling for you. At least I think I am, but I am not incredibly certain about that. For I have never loved someone or felt like this. This feeling that I have it frightens me a lot. And that may be for the reason that I do not know it or that it is something completely different. This is something that neither my brain nor my heart can apprehend. The sensitive core of my existence is just as lost as my intellectual core. They both try to figure out this thing I am feeling, but keep tripping over the imperceptible hindrances."

"You know, whenever it rained I used to think that rain was your tears, which you were shedding right at that moment. I would always have the hope that you are somewhere there thinking about me and maybe you are just as sad as I am. Maybe you are also shedding tears like me. Though, I would use my umbrella so your tears wouldn't touch me. I didn't want your tears to touch me, because it would only hurt more. But I was wrong. The only one who was shedding tears was me. I was shedding them for someone who left me, someone who isn't worthy of my tears." Edited by Bayan @Justreading1234 !