Don Quixote

auralorgasm:: Autumn's Grey Solace - Eve

What's the point of any loveless existence, to forget heartbreak and what it is like to be everything but nothing at the same time?

What is the point of living when the core of the being is dead?

I don't think I quite understand this feeling, this emotion, called love. I vaguely remember that I used to know it but somewhere along the way, it just disappeared. I think the first time I experienced it was when I was 16 but after that singular once, never again.

If I ever had one wish, I'll wish for heartbreak.

Like Adam, I will wait patiently for that one person who will destroy me.