Only Sometimes Sleeping

One day, all the love you’ve given away will find it’s way back to you, and it will finally stay.

I think I fell in love with her, a little bit. Isn’t that dumb? But it was like I knew her. Like she was my oldest, dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they’ll still love you, because they know you. I wanted to go with her. I wanted her to notice me. And then she stopped walking. Under the moon, she stopped. And looked at us. She looked at me. Maybe she was trying to tell me something; I don’t know. She probably didn’t even know I was there. But I’ll always love her. All my life.

Edwin S. Serrano - The Eleven Gentlemen of Cacaxtla.

Because once you hear something, you can never return to the time before you heard it.

I am doing something I hate for you. This is what it means to be in love.

Find someone who knows how to calm your storms.

I know it. I want to open the door and rush toward you for I love you and I love our life. Now I know. This time I know – the love isn’t sick…no, indeed, it is health, the giving force, the outward reach instead of the inward grab.

Eventually soulmates meet, for they have the same hiding place.