To "The Man in the Book of Love"

Norberto 2022-04-21 09:02:22

The memory is in the dream,
you are the painter who likes to outline beautiful things,
the girl who loves to laugh and love sadness, who loves to stare at each other and giggles, and
there is only me in my heart.

With a ding sound, the
dream came into reality.
Cute face,
candy-colored stockings,
I'm going to pick you up, I'm
afraid you'll be gone.
Proclaim that
you are even more perfect than a dream.

With a ding sound,
reality is more real than dreams.
Unbridled screams at open-air movies, bohemians at
playgrounds and bars.
Everything is too beautiful,
the magic of love is too inextricable and out of control at the same time.
Sweet dreams will also become greasy, and
small things will be infinitely magnified.
She is no longer an angel who is always around.

With a ding sound, the
dream wakes up from reality.
I'm going to rewrite you.
Ruby couldn't live without me;
Ruby was happy all the time.
I care too much about her,
or only care about myself.
This is not the real Ruby,
I want her to be happy and
care about her happiness,
real happiness.

With a ding, the
dream was freed from reality.
She
is free and no longer my creation.
Love is not possession
but freedom.
sometimes,
Dreams are more real than reality.
Some people think it's magic,
but falling in love is magic.

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Extended Reading
  • Taryn 2022-03-30 09:01:04

    It's a waste of a good subject, but it's a very realistic topic. Do you love her or what you think she is? Paul Dano can't explain it

  • Clare 2022-03-29 09:01:03

    Who doesn't have a goddess in their heart?

Ruby Sparks quotes

  • Calvin Weir-Fields: I'm sorry for every word I wrote to change you. I'm sorry for so many things. I couldn't see you when you were here. And now that you're gone, I see you everywhere. One may read this and think it's magic, but falling in love is an act of magic. So is writing. It was once said of Catcher in the Rye, that rare miracle of fiction has again come to pass. A human being has been created out of ink, paper and imagination.

  • Calvin Weir-Fields: I can't write anymore!

    Harry: Sure you can; that's what you have over every other poor schmuck out there, with a broken heart.

    Calvin Weir-Fields: Who'd wanna read that?

    Harry: Lot's of people! Why not? You've got a pretty good story.