fate is fate

“Well, does this make any sense to you?”

“It doesn’t have to. It’s just something that happens. It’s like seeing someone for the first time, like you’re gonna be passing on the street and you look at each other and for a few seconds there’s this kind of a…recognition. Like you both know something. The next moment, the person is gone. And it’s too late to do anything about it. And you always remember it because it was there and you let it go and you think to yourself, what if I had stopped, what if I had said something. What if. What if. It may only happen a few times in your life.”

“Or once.”

“Or once.”



–Out of Sight












–Blue is the Warmest Color