You try to figure out. It’s 3.46 am and you try to figure out.
She said “talking is too superficial. at least with words.”
She said “I can’t even describe myself with words.”
She said “not my inner self. Not with words. Because I don’t know what it is that you’ll understand and it’s too valuable to be misinterpreted.”
She said “Whatever I say about myself isn’t completely me because what I really am I can’t explain.”
He openned his eyes and kissed…