Pablo Neruda Life goes on, they say. But that is not always true, sometimes life doesn't go on, sometimes the days just pass by.
She buried her ears into the calm of his heartbeat, and in a matter of seconds; fell terribly in love with the way her loneliness fell softly and suddenly, asleep. in his chest.
"je me sens un peu comme la mer, suffisamment calme pour entreprendre de nouvelles relations humaines, mais par moments orageuse pour les éloigner et rester seule" #AldaMerini