He could not define Love.
Would you allow yourself to be swept along by undercurrents of intense emotion- to be in love, if you knew he would walk away (first) some day?
I know i would.
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
If i have no other virtue, I at least have the permanent novelty of free, uninhibited sensation.
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