it is inexplicable. N
this is neither something nor a feeling or sensation. It is inside of you, it takes you from
the inside, it invaded t ... When
tyu're in love , you think the whole temple to him,
it is an obsession, you wonder what he does, what he thinks, he'll obstinate. You think the whole temple to him, t
envisaged projects with him, you want to look at the stars, you simply want t
lie in the grass beside him, do not dream of it. You dream it, you can imagine t with
him. You say that c is your life,
your blood it is part of you, your life, nothing can separate you. You
can spend the afternoon in the silence with only occupation drown in his eyes.
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