ولكني كل ليلة قبل أن أنام
يدفعني قلبي لتفقد رسائلك القديمه
وقراءتها حرفا حرفا
فكم من الزمن يلزمني لأبر بقسمي وأنساك
|—||Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via uglypnis)|
"I need him more than anything. My heart is still beating just because of his existence, but being tortured at the same time by him. My ears misses his voice especially when he laughs. My eyes misses looking at him especially when he smiles. My hand misses the touch of his."