We love to think it was much better once. Nostalgia worshipping. But the truth is that the past was tragic, dirty and tainted beyond belief, we just love to tell ourselves stories because we love stories. Because we miss the people we love. Because some of us miss their childhood. Because we remember the good times and ignore the bad ones.
Feels so hopeless to live inside this locked cage with a look to the bright future and not being able to touch it. To stand next to the sky and without flying. It tears the heart, even if our hearts getting rotten by time since during our attempts to survive, the world steals them from us, piece by piece, until nothing will be left anymore when we'll finally get out of this cage. Nothing beside nostalgia and broken things.
And we wanted to fix the world. We had pure dreams and pure meanings until we woke up and had to live... #melancholia#skyline#romaniansky#râșnov#sunset#dusk#transylvania#nofilters