You never know when it's the last time you'll ever see a place. 

Or a person.

Be authentic, honest, say the things you never said but always wanted to. 

Show your sincere appreciation to your loved one.

Be kind and don't take time for granted. 

Most people don't realise the worth of what they have until it disappears like ashes scattered through the oceans.

People really don't have the slightest clue of what it feels like wanting to extend your hand to reach out but realising that it's already too late, that in your hesitation, time has already kept going on and that the person that you wanted to reach out to is now but ashes that the winds has given wings to and freely travels through the underworld. 

"I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me sonnet.

But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like god put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. 

And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel. 

You don't know about real loss, because it only occurs when you've loved someone more than you love yourself, and I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much."

Amor que nos tortura, porque amar es la mayor locura, a no ser que se ame con locura.