最后更新于：2020 九月 21日 , 星期一 , 00:02 凌晨
I ask you about love, you’ll probably quote me s sonnet. But you’ve never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable, known someone that could level you with her eyes, feelin’ like God put and angel on earth just for you,who could rescue you from the depths of hell, and you wouldn’t know what it’s like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anyghin, through cancer. And you wouldn’t know about sleeping sittin’ up in a hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes that the terms “visiting hours” don’t apply to you. You don’t know about real loss, 'cause that only occurs when you love something more than you love yourself.