I am the physical form of the river that's made of tears, a narrow ocean that flows endlessly, searching and longing for someone who will never return.

If we are taller in other dimensions, I do hope it's not because we've grown up, l hope we're just big kids, never grown up
ones, our memories will last longer and the sun shines warmer, not a cold Monday morning but a loud and bright Friday night kind of life, In another dimension, I hope we take better care of ourselves.

— Deinn.