I keep thinking
about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two
people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they
can, but in the end it’s just too much. The current’s too strong. They’ve got
to let go, drift apart. That’s how I think it is with us. It’s a shame, because
we’ve loved each other all our lives. But in the end, we can’t stay together
forever.
(Kazuo Ishiguro)
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I'm sorry I
couldn't help myself. I've been thinking about you all day. I miss you like
crazy.
Sqaure du Vert Galant
5.00
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