How I need what my mom said to Florentino Comfort, unfortunately, no, no one will tell me. I'm not ready to tell anyone about my pain but you. Besides, what if you say it? Mom must never have imagined that some things will last a long time, even a lifetime.
I don't want to be a servant of animal desires, of course, you don't care; I don't want to keep my virginity, because you don't care either. But what can I do? After more than 50 years of waiting to get your love kiss, to get your body, to get your trust, I can't wait for that time.
When you are happy, I hide in the dark; when you are happy, I hide in the dark; you will definitely forget my appearance, forget the tastes you once talked about, to the happy you, I am just a shadow , is a monster. Only at that moment, when you are invaded by pain, will you remember me and the warmth I gave.
But in fact, you don't love me, and after a short but strong passion you don't love me anymore. You are controlled by your family, by the wealthy, but you will not be controlled by the so-called love.
I am full of love for you, I don't think it can be changed, no matter how deeply hurt, I can only love you so much. But I can't love enough to make you know how to love. I would love to kiss you, but I wouldn't wait to kiss you near the end; I would love your weathered face, but I can't love my old age. I just wish I could grow old quickly and leave before your happiness ends, that's all.
I've never hated women so much in my life, but that doesn't change my love for you.
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