sábado, 3 de diciembre de 2011



Every word I say is true, this I promise you.
I will love you each loving day.

Two people from different worlds, different beliefs, different friends, different lives collide one night. Things that should not be mixed get mixed. Chances. What are the odds of two people so not alike become part of each others lives? What are the odds of them falling in love? At least, he will never will. Yet, she does not walk away. She decides to stay till the very end, soon or later. She stays there, watching herself fall all over for him, watches every single day go by with him, watches how he will never feel the way she does about him. Yet, she lingers. Till the very end. Because she believes that in the end, it will all be worth it. The tears spilt, the time spent, the laughs laughed, the raindrops on her face, the storms raging, the calm soothing, the screams yelled, the quarrels fought. Everything will be worth every second having lived with him. For those moments of happiness, she would stay, she would linger, even though he will never love her...

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