“Na cama, à noite, enquanto penso em meus muitos pecados e em meus defeitos exagerados, fico tão confusa pela quantidade de coisas que tenho que analisar que não sei se rio ou se choro, dependendo do meu humor. Depois durmo com a sensação estranha de que...
I just love the parallels in between these two. The colours in the first are cold, and sad, whereas they are now warm and happy. She went from fearing the mysteriousness bird to finding joy in knowing what it meant. He went from hiding from her, to standing in front of her. She went from leaving alone, to leaving hand in hand with him.
