Love is just playing with someone’s hair mindlessly, holding each other hands, texting each other when you reach at home, saying this reminds me of you, saying I make these for you, staring at the moon together, we will figure this out together.
In this house, we wear heart shaped lockets and make heart shaped things, stare at moon and do grandma activities and just love, love, love and love.
At the high point of our intimacy, we were just 0.01cm from each other. I knew nothing about her. Six hours later, she fell in love with another man.
Chungking Express (1994) dir. Wong Kar-wai
“Have the maturity to sometimes know that silence is more powerful than having the last word.”—