Some might say that takes the magic out of love, to know that you are loved.
But what's still a surprise is how much you love her.
I loved her to abstraction, to destitution.
I blew my fortune on engagements; now only my love sustains me.
Love for a woman who doesn't exist.
That's my sad story.
......
I thought I was passed it
You don't get passed it. It just--becomes a part of who you are.
[seriously, how is it that this is the kind of work that is cancelled?]
But what's still a surprise is how much you love her.
I loved her to abstraction, to destitution.
I blew my fortune on engagements; now only my love sustains me.
Love for a woman who doesn't exist.
That's my sad story.
......
I thought I was passed it
You don't get passed it. It just--becomes a part of who you are.
[seriously, how is it that this is the kind of work that is cancelled?]
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