The only words she could think to say seemed to be at once inadequate and overwrought, but they would have to do. She knew she had to at least try to stop him from loving her. Still looking down, she said, 'I can't see past my broken heart.'
'Maybe one day you will.'
She shook her head. 'Tell me, is there anything on earth that could cause your love for me to die?'
He shook his head. 'No.'
'Really? There's nothing?'
'No.'
'Then you understand.'
(Dan Rhodes, Little Hands Clapping)
2 comentários:
Simplesmente genial.
É isso aí. :)
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