Δευτέρα, 20 Ιανουαρίου 2014

Pushing Daisies


-Can I ask you a question? If you loved me...

-Yes?


-And we could never, ever, ever touch, wouldn't you eventually get over it and move on letting someone else have the slightest hope that you might move on to them?


-If I loved you?


-Yeah.

-Then I would love you in any way I could. 
And if we could not touch, 
then I would draw strength from your beauty. 
And if I went blind,
 then I would fill my soul with the sound of your voice 
and the contents of your thoughts 
until the last spark of my love for you 
lit the shabby darkness of my dying mind.



-Eh, forget it.






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