I want to live in a forest, I want to live with the trees
by Christos Polydorou
When you are falling out of love, falling in love usually feels like a mistake. You blame yourself. Maybe if you had held back, looked away, didn’t stare, so intently, under the skin of anyone designed to crush you, you would’ve avoided your current state. But then you would have never have learned how trees, speed up the grieving process.