Confession.
- Are you ready to confess?
- To confess what?
- It is still love, isn't it?
- Define love...
- Love is that silly thing you feel about him, and only about him. That thing that keeps you until 3 a.m. at the bar on Tuesday nights. When you feel your heart gets warm just by looking into his eyes... That's love. The love you still feel. This love you can't hide, doesn't matter how hard you try to.
- Okay, I'm ready now.
14/05/2009
- To confess what?
- It is still love, isn't it?
- Define love...
- Love is that silly thing you feel about him, and only about him. That thing that keeps you until 3 a.m. at the bar on Tuesday nights. When you feel your heart gets warm just by looking into his eyes... That's love. The love you still feel. This love you can't hide, doesn't matter how hard you try to.
- Okay, I'm ready now.
14/05/2009
posted by Lú Rech at
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