B R E A T H E.

It was the first time I ever clearly understood. I felt of this scene that you don’t even see in movies rather than with your bare eyes; it was love. Love is painful and saddening; it’s the fact of needing someone so bad that you can’t bare to imagine a life without them. That alone is sad and scary. But love is precious, patient and kind. And it’s worth everything. Seeing that scene of sudden reality; it was like seeing love right in front of your eyes. Then the rain stopped and the sun was gone; that, that was death. After life. After love. It showed deeply how life would be without it; empty, cold, quiet and alone. With nothing left but cuts and bruises after a rainy day. For the bruises stand for love existing once, then gone. And that’s more painful than it ever existing at all. I kept thinking about that slight moment of truth; it was mesmerizing. One of these moments you’d be proud to be part of. ‘Love is rain. And Sun. Together. ‘