They always say that adults are emotionally distant, and I’ve never known how to argue against it. Indeed, after growing up, I found that love becomes particularly scarce; no longer desperately cling to it, nor obsessively believe in it. Even making my heart move becomes a difficult thing.
Last night, I suddenly understood that, in our youth, our misunderstanding of the world and our passion could only be expressed through love. That’s why we place all our faith in one person, longing for life and death, obsessing over changing ourselves and the other, with sincere devotion, hoping that the im
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