126 Quotes About Granted

All those years behind windows

I know you must be exhausted, so longthe living glue for yourself

I can think so clearly,it's like dreaming.

How she would call my name,brush my hair, till we became each other'spossession.

how the melody winds itself down.

Now softer. Now almost not there.

This entails no loveliness. If I loved you less,I would be aggressively lovely.

When she cries, she criesout to . . .{Indicating absence}

I wish I had inherited such drama.