When someone won't let you in, eventually you stop knocking.

“Yo no sabía como llamar a aquello que sucedía entre nosotros, pero me gustaba. …”

“Por suerte, nos habíamos refugiado en el lugar más perfumado de la isla.”

“Their memory was something tangible and heavy, and I would carry it with me.”

“We cling to our fairy tales until the price for believing in them becomes too h…”