All loves are empty shells, all hearts are broken one day. But, when we find someone to lay on our side and count stars with us, it's like a pearl sprung inside the shell and made us forget about dark and lonely. I know you're afraid and I also am, but life came to be lived and if one day someone steals your pearl, you must have a certainty: you won't die and when you less expect, another pearl springs.Our love is stupid, but it's good. Those who chose to hide from it for security don't hurt themselves, it's a fact, but also never count stars at dawn nor, in the end of life, have a necklace of memories to tell.
