Girls in love will do desperate and creative things.

I found a girl who wasn't the girl I was looking for. I let go of a friend I'll still miss every day. I'll go back to work. I'll get better. I'll get better slowly. I'll find all the secret, hidden things.

Tow best friends meeting on the street to say so many things at once: I betrayed you, I love you, I want to save you, I'm sorry. All around Europe, people are dying by the hundreds of thousands. And here, in my city, the Nazis slaughtered a family because of events that started with love and jealousy and a slip of the tongue.

But I supposed love doesn't stop, even in wars.

Then you know. You know what it's like to love someone like you love yourself and lose them.

But when it comes down to it, we all die alone.

My heart will still ache sometimes. Maybe more often than not. I think it's possible to be healed without feeling whole.