There is a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasnt because I thought I would be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it.
It's easier to be alone. Because what if you learn that you need love ? And then you don't have it. What if you like it ? And lean on it ? What if you shape your life around it ? And then it falls apart ? Can you even survive that kind of pain ? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is, death ends. This? It could go on forever
mardi 17 mai 2011
" Il me faudra des mois, des mois, pour que je me rassasie des baisers à vous donner. Il me faudra des ans de mois pour épuiser les baisers que je veux poser sur vous, sur vos mains, sur vos cheveux, sur vos yeux, sur votre cou ... "