She took a pair of scissors and cut  him out of every photograph, and for years, I told myself the truth of this photograph was that you are alone, you are unsupported.
اون قیچی رو برداشت و اون رو از همه عکسامون جدا کرد و در تمام این سالها به خودم میگفتم که حقیقت این عکس این که تو تنهایی. تو بی پناهی