Do you know the feeling when you’re so happy that you can’t imagine ever being sad again?
Or when you’re so sad that you no longer believe you could ever be happy?
When you tell me you love me, I always think of that strange emotion—that feeling of impossibility.
You say you love me, and you can’t imagine a future without me in it, yet all I can think of is how you must have felt the same way once about someone else.
By Lang Leav