I keep hope, more and more. But you are drying me dry. Why daerest, why do you do this to me? I want the light that once existed, to come back. Like the sun rises after a heavy storm. I don’t want to give up on a light like yours, but you no longer hold any trust towards me. I guess this is the sign you are giving me that the storm between us does not have a sun anymore. El Jac (via brokenmachine)

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