The Mistake Is Thinking That

This Is Not Something Insignificant. This Is Real. This Is Happening, And This Is Ours.

I Will Be The One To Leave You.

But I Guess You Don't See The Planets When You're Staring At The Sun. You Just Get Blinded.

...because If You Can Make Yourself Happy In The Rain Then You're Doing Pretty Alright In Life.

But I Think We Both Knew, Even Then, That What We Had Was Something Even More Rare, And Even More Meaningful. I Was Going To Be His Friend, And Was Going To Show Him Possibilities. And He, In Turn, Would Become Someone I Could Trust More Than Myself.