_______________Nothing you love is lost. Not really. Things, people, always go away sooner_______________ _______________or later. You can't hold them anymore than you can hold moonlight. But if_______________ _______________they've touched you, if they're inside you, then they're still yours. The only_______________ _______________things you ever really have are the ones you hold inside your heart.
texte : Bruce Coville / photo : khomenko