what if your plants want to kill themselves but you keep on watering them?
— a part of yesterday’s dream on my dream diary (that freaked me out)
I want your breath to spell out my name in the winter air
and your footprints in the snow to remind you of where we could have gone
The snowflakes to fall the way you fell for me
hitting the ground in the most beautiful ending you’ve ever seen
Apart from ours
My point is: in this whole wide world the only person you can depend on is you.
— Haruki Murakami (via perfect)