“Our lives are not our own. From womb to tomb we are bound to others, past and present…and by each crime and every kindness we birth our future.”(Cloud Atlas)
I’ve been here before. I have felt this love many times in our past. We have tried love before and it has not come to fruition. Love is aloof and our hearts are suffering. Our hearts bleed for each other; we long to be together. Once again, Love, It’s not time for us.