wondering......
... we, as individuals, we wonder... how to live, how to be happy, how to love, how to be ourselves...
many doors have been openned... dare to go through one...
do you wonder...? somewherewondering@gmail.com
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
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