What makes the girl different? I suspect it has less to do with what she is, and rather more with what she is not. A small part of her remains from where she came. It would seem the universe does not like its peas mixed with its porridge. - Rosalind Lutece, September the 5th, 1909
But loving someone takes more than we have, more than we feel, more than we are willing to give. Sometimes it takes pieces of us we didn’t knew we had, sometimes it takes beats of us we had never heard before, sometimes it takes waves from our souls and turn them into storm. Sometimes loving someone takes everything. It either makes you complete or leaves you empty. There is no in between and never will be.