miércoles, 13 de junio de 2012

VIIalmostVI.

"Of course it hurt that we could never love each other in a physical way.
We sould have been far more happy if we had.
But that was like the tides, the change of seasons, something immutable,
an immovable destiny we could never alter.
No matter how clevery we might shelter it, our delicate friendship wasn't going to last forever.
We were bound to reach a dead end.
That was painfully clear."

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