If I have to try that hard every time just so you’ll see me, then let me be forgotten.

I may never see you again, but I will never forget you. A part of me will love you forever.

"Sometimes I kept my feelings to myself because I found no language to express them. Jane Austen

امیدوارم توی زندگی بعدیم ی کیک شکلاتی باشم.

How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself. Virginia Woolf, The Waves