– I’m so jealous of losing you to this world you want so badly.

To possess and not be able to embrace, to admire from a distance, being a part of it. Perfect harmony and painful craving hand in hand. Isn’t that what happiness is: to desire the most what we do possess…

– Each time I cross the border, I lose illusions. And I move further and further in search of home.

Leaving pieces of my heart on my way, one day I won’t have any for myself. And then I will repeat my journey to collect them back…