To lead you to an overwhelming question . . .
Oh, do not ask, ‘What is it?’
Let us go and make our visit.
ღ The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot ღ
Thursday, August 7, 2008
I'd've loved you anyway...
I would've loved you anyway; I'd do it all the same; not a second I would change, not a touch that I would trade. Even if I've known my heart would break, I'd've loved you anyway...
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