I have to go," he said at last, getting to his feet. "I shouldn't even be here, but I cannot keep my self away from you. I worry about you in every waking moment. I love you, Luce. So much it hurts.”
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| Deve ser bastante exaustivo perder a única coisa que se ama. Pode culpá-lo ? |
| M-mais ou menos. Sou eu quem sempre acaba explodindo em chamas. |
| E é ele quem fica sozinho. A velha pergunta: o que é pior ? |
I get to live forever," he repeated. Luce was still lost, but he kept talking, a stream of words pouring out of his mouth. "I get to live, and to watch babies being born, and grow up, and fall in love. I watch them have babies of their own and grow old. I watch them die. I am condemned, Luce, to watch it all over again and again. Everyone but you." His eyes were glassy. His voice dropped to a whisper. "You don't get to fall in love--"
"But..." she whispered back. "I've...fallen in love.
(via prazer-callie-amiga-de-luce)
