Had Pretended To Be Abbadon Of The

Love. It's So Close To Hate, It's Almost Indistinguishable. But This Is How It Was For The Two Of Them. Love And Hate. Life And Death. Joy And Anguish.

I Am Not Sorry For A Moment . It Was Worth Every Moment, Every Second We Were Together. I Would Not Change It For An Immortal Lifetime

The More Things Change, The More They Stay Different.

Time Did Not Mean Anything To Those Who Had Too Much Of It, But It Was Even More Precious Once It Was Limited.

She Could Not Trust Herself To Hope—but Without Hope, She Realized, She Had No Reason To Go On.