“Why am I so afraid to lose you, when you aren’t even mine.”
— Unknown
I used to build dreams about you.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
I still dream of your hand touching mine.
“I was so tired and so disappointed that I wanted nothing more than to be alone.”
— Simone de Beauvoir, from The Mandarins (via aegeane)
a veces quiero saber si también me quieres porque no saberlo me hace quererte un poquito menos y no quiero, quiero seguirte queriendo incluso si tú a mi no.
