I love you, she said. And I sighed.But I’m not in love with you. And I cried.Finally at last our hearts have met,Now she’s finally deinfatuated: just like me.Now I thought we can love first imperfectly,
The Deinfatuation
The Deinfatuation
The Deinfatuation
I love you, she said. And I sighed.But I’m not in love with you. And I cried.Finally at last our hearts have met,Now she’s finally deinfatuated: just like me.Now I thought we can love first imperfectly,