... Loving you, is like loving an idea, something not really there, here, now... Seems like futile exercise in having some vague connection with one's heart, with some story going on inside, almost forever, without a dialogue, without words, sense, future, it is just like
...
Taking a breath,
One at a time,
... again,
... and again.
Post je objavljen 30.09.2017. u 22:26 sati.