Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace.
- Eugene O'Neill
Monday, August 11, 2014
intimate.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because i do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no i or you, so intimate that when i fall asleep your eyes close.
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