“ To think that two bodies, crooked by life into question marks, when encountering one another did not form a heart.. To do that, all we needed was to look each other in the eye. But you looked away. Anna Jae
“ Oh, how bitterhow bitter silentthe bewildered sorrowof a texture too thickto be brought outthrough the eyes. Anna Jae
“ That throbbing thing in my chest can hardly be called a heart. It has been wrung out and deformed into something merely functional. Nothing can revive it. Anna Jae
“ To hide away from the world whose loveless heart has gone astrayand its inhabitants what could be a safer place than my imagination? Anna Jae
“ The pavement makes no soundas it touches your feetcalm and constantlike silence on repeatlanguidly your thoughts bleedinto the evening airin crimson red the words read'some things are beyond repair Anna Jae
“ And now i am back in the grey world where it tastes like plastic, the monotony is buzzing through my jaws and the boredom is pulling my hair. Anna Jae
“ The skin of her face,parched by the monotonous dietof salty rain,with tremendous effortgave wayto a smile. Anna Jae
“ ... listening to the silence together. If there’s any. I truly believe not so. I have never heard a silence. Have you? The world is filled with unspoken words. And that’s something different isn’t it. Anna Jae
“ Trust isn’t something you can just one day decide to have. Trust cannot be fabricated out of thin air, no matter how one’s will is set to it. Trust has to be earned. And there’s the tragedy of it, the… Anna Jae
“ Music itself has taught me never to underestimate a mistake, for, in the midst of all, it’s often in that mistake where the realm of the unexpected creation is hidden. Anna Jae
“ I love it when there’s nothingLeft to see but tiny spots of what’s still lightStories piercing the night. Anna Jae
