You don’t need to possess someone just to prove that you love them or just to have someone you can call “mine”.
In fact, love is a form of freedom, the trust you put on each other is enough.
Big Stories in Two Little Sentences
You don’t need to possess someone just to prove that you love them or just to have someone you can call “mine”.
In fact, love is a form of freedom, the trust you put on each other is enough.
She loves both of them but should only have one.
The other one died for his best friend’s happiness.
On a fine August day love grew between them.
On a fine November day, love was lost and they became each other’s nobody.
The virus had given his wife youth; after he exhumed her she followed him wherever he went, craving his body with a mindless desire. He didn’t mind, age had claimed her teeth long ago and he had never believed in “till death do us part.”
He says, “you breathe 25,000 times a day and expect to only love once in your life.”
But he does not know that I am ghost.
I said that you should leave LA because it’s what you want to do. What I meant is: I love you more than I love having you.
Finally, hours later, when I was able to touch the soft white skin of her beautiful cheek, I felt dead eyes searching me with questions. I had loved her completely but found myself holding her lifeless body by the neck wondering who had written the words on the mirror.