Teodora Cimpean

“What makes someone stop loving you?
One day there's love, the next day there's not. Where does it go?
Something that lived and breathed like that - how can it just vanish as if it never really existed?
I imagine a room or maybe an entire planet where the love goes to live once we're done with it. Like a kind of junkyard. Little remnants of love scattered everywhere. People picking through, collecting the strongest, biggest pieces, and trying to make something of them again. Isn't this what we do every time we meet someone new or start loving someone new? Pick up the old battered bits of ourselves and try again?”
― Jennifer Niven, Breathless