It was like when you make a move in chess and just as you take your finger off the piece, you see the mistake you’ve made, and there’s this panic because you don’t know yet the scale of disaster you’ve left yourself open to.

人们会朝着发光发亮的东西扔小石子，但是他们夺不走那些属于我们的东西生活会让爱看上去异常的艰难风险是这样的高，水也是这样的汹涌。但是，爱，依旧是我们的。