What is love?
I don't know, but I just feel like I love you.
"What do you want?
I do not know.
Want me to kiss you?
Do not.
Do you want to have sex with me?
no.
Maybe you want to leave with me and go to Masur or Budapest.
Do not.
So what are you going to do?
need nothing.
Do not want any?
yes. "
I don't want anything, I just know that I love you.
You are the color of my poor life. is joy. is hope. It's passion.
It is to get close to you, to understand you, and to see all your absurdities.
It's counterfeiting bills of exchange, it's stealing letters, it's delivering milk, it's watching life.
Everything I do, I just want you to be closer to my heart.
"I love you.
There is no such thing.
Do not have.
absolutely not. "
I love you.
I don't just love your body, I love everything about you.
You are not a plaything on the bed and I am not an apostle of sex.
But why do you prefer.
I don't understand.
I just love you.
Now you can start.
I am naked in front of you.
You can start.
So are you.
This is what you call love.
You too.
You do not understand.
I love you.
I just love you.
Is loving you reduced to them?
You broke my heart.
I will never be better.
Never again.
Love is fragile, it may be fleeting, or it may only exist in the heart.
Peeping is a burning gaze, a dissipated privacy, and an inner darkness.
Is this love?
Love is not beautiful.
What's the difference?
Love and not love.
My life burns for you.
Your years burn for me.
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