i didn't love you, but it hurts anyway. iii

I remember reading this quote that said love is like light. For some people, it's like a lightswitch and suddenly there is light and they just know. And for others, maybe it's more like a sunrise. Indistinguishable at first, light coming in slowly, unnoticed, until you end up standing in the full bright sun.

I thought maybe that's what happened when you came to Paris. We were slowly waking up to the sun. And perhaps, we could be each other's sunrise.

_ i didn't love you, but it hurts anyway.  iii


Articles les plus consultés