If This Continues, If This Goes On,

I Am Like The Fish In The Aquarium, Thinking In A Different Language, Adapting To A Life That’s Not My Natural Habitat. I Am The People In The Other Cars, Each With His Or Her Own Story, But Passing Too Quickly To Be Noticed Or Understood.

And Maybe It Is Only By Finding Yourself That You Can Feel The True Intensity Of Becoming Close To Another Person.

I Can Flirt With The Best Of Them, But Only When It Doesn't Matter.

Gravity, N. I Imagine You Saved My Life. And Then I Wonder If I'm Just Imagining It.

Fate Has A Strange Way Of Making Plans.