maalavidaa

Inmates Of Heartache

Caught up in a never-ending circle of what we used to call our love. Looking at fate pulling and tearing us apart in opposite directions. And yet here we are, acting like parallel lines who were never meant to cross each other. And yet here we are, still trying to bend the rules of physics in order to keep breaking each other. Until there’s nothing left of us no more. 
— An echo to the unconscious forces binding us to the eternal spiral of toxic relationships. Making us Inmates Of Heartache. — Sound Design by PA Noel