the truth

terça-feira, 19 de fevereiro de 2013


It was a cold winter night. The rain was falling steadily.

She said she loved him. “(I really do love you, you know? Don't ask me why...).

But he asked… And she had to tell the truth.

She had never lied to him, so it wasn’t going to be the first time.

“I fell in love with you too easy – she said, - so easy it scared me, but then things turned out to calm me down, and if I'm calm, I'm happy, and if you make me happy...”

- “Are you not afraid ?”

- “Always, but being affraid never stopped me from anything…”