Monday, April 26, 2010

I am yours now...?

I didn't cry that morning in the Hungarian's apartment nor in the train on the way to the airport, his image getting smaller and smaller on the platform. I didn't cry whilst sitting alone at the gate nor when the plane took off for Paris. But when this song came on my iPod, I couldn't hold it in any longer.

A part of me knew what we had was special; another part of me knew it was over.

And somehow this video sums it all up.

1 comment:

Lauren E. said...

who is this?! i love it!