hearing you whisper, “i love you.” is the most beautiful sound ever.

SERENITY — SANITY: 1997/XI.
(Chap. III) A long, deserted furthermore uninhibited boulevard an eternal livingquarter to capture solitude moreover deja-vu moments where allness flashbacks spin likewise a movies. Happy ending, he said. Nevertheless it leaves an extremely plethora unanswered questions alongwith unspoken awareness as if thither are no more good heydays to bring up this anecdote. Thenceforth an empty conversation betwixt cosmopolitans togetherwith newcomers alongst th’ road was an extremely high iron fence ostensibly its existence could withstand the fastest cyclones that tried to tear it down expeditiously. Pain, “Where is this lonesome breeze taking me, again?” everything was answered with nothingness atmosphere nonetheless smiles engraved afterwards captured every silent sight wholeheartedly.

Me and you, what's going on?
— Oasis, Dont go away.