And now thorns will become stars
And now daggers will turn into whispers.
The sky won’t succumb to the night - it will follow us without hestitation.
The sea won’t do you harm - it will simply let you drift.
About
If you’re alive, it isn’t." - Illusions, by Richard Bach
My name is Heber.
I'm a med-student, living in Guadalajara, who likes to think a lot. Music, words and hugs do fine with me.
