in the grand scheme of things, we are just tiny specs that will one day be forgotten. so it doesn't matter what we did or how we'll be remembered. the only thing that matters is right now. this moment.
you realize that grief is perhaps the last and final translation of love. and i think, you know, this is the last act of loving someone. and you realize that it will never end.
@willwispp hey- really they are super neat.
*she’s smiling, she can’t stop. how could she?? william is pretty much the same as she remembered, dorky and awkward but.. something about him just charmed people, he’s a safe person. a great friend.*
*norah sits at a table inside this coffee shop, looks out together, her style hasn’t changed much but it’s more cohesive. her hair is styled into a messy bun that looks intentional. she’s got that classic nerdy girl look, not much has changed.*