One airy day, while you were walking through the streets and I was following you, I realized something. That night I felt like crying. Screaming. Weeping. I realized the real reason as to why you never said "I love you" to me and why you never thought much of me. I realized then that we'll never be together. It was a false hope; nothing more than a mere dream. And even after such a torturous realization, I still love you.
VOUS LISEZ
P.S. Remember I Love You
Roman d'amourAfter watching a woman walk past, an observant being falls madly in love with her. It confesses its undying love for her over and over, but it goes unheard. With nothing left to do, it watches her from afar as she lives out her life. As her certifie...
