miércoles, 19 de octubre de 2011

love...

You love someone, you open yourself up to suffering, that's the sad truth. Maybe they'll break your heart, maybe you'll break their heart and never be able to look at yourself in the same way. Those are the risks. The tought of losing so much control of our personal happiness in untenable. That's the burden.

Like wings, they have weigth, we feel that weight on our backs, but they are a burden that lifts us. Burdens which allow us to fly...

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