and if we were out walking
through a crowd, well you know i'd be proud.
how the universe answers prayers, and enough tears can buy any outcome. we came so close the other day to hitting on what originally...i don't think you could ever understand how much that meant to me, and how hard it is to believe now that it hasn't been around for a while. i can see that it's all changed for you. this is no longer something terrible in your mind. maybe that means you don't need me. that makes me feel a little lost, but relieved for you all at once. i'm waiting for nora's miracle. before torvald is gone forever. maybe I'M torvald...that sounds more accurate. he didn't know that he was waiting for the miracle, but he should have been. because when nora found herself, he didn't know her anymore. what do you feel?
"i guess in the end you start thinking about the beginning" -mr and mrs smith
"is not general incivility the very essense of love?" -pride and prejudice
"she like the sea only for it's storms, and verdure only when scatered among ruins." - madame bovary
how the universe answers prayers, and enough tears can buy any outcome. we came so close the other day to hitting on what originally...i don't think you could ever understand how much that meant to me, and how hard it is to believe now that it hasn't been around for a while. i can see that it's all changed for you. this is no longer something terrible in your mind. maybe that means you don't need me. that makes me feel a little lost, but relieved for you all at once. i'm waiting for nora's miracle. before torvald is gone forever. maybe I'M torvald...that sounds more accurate. he didn't know that he was waiting for the miracle, but he should have been. because when nora found herself, he didn't know her anymore. what do you feel?
"i guess in the end you start thinking about the beginning" -mr and mrs smith
"is not general incivility the very essense of love?" -pride and prejudice
"she like the sea only for it's storms, and verdure only when scatered among ruins." - madame bovary