You can stare at her through the glass window and spend day after day dreamily.
You can pretend to be sick just to see her and go to her father's clinic.
You can decide to be a caregiver because of her illness and stay on the sickbed for her.
You can take care of her day and night when she is in a coma, scrub her body, massage, caress, and keep her body fresh and clean.
You can keep telling her, telling her stories, telling everything you can say, even if she can't hear it at all.
You can do what she likes to do, do all the things she likes, watch her favorite movies, and gently tell her everything in silent films.
It is possible to love rainy days because the day she was in a coma was rainy.
You can walk into her body, stay in her body forever in order to make her happy, become one with her, even if you disappear.
Let her breed a new life, and let her unconsciously create a new soul.
Can go to jail for her.
You can die for her, sleep with her, and never wake up again.
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The power of love is so powerful, it can shake the world and move the god of death. Don't stop telling her because she can't hear, she is still there, she can still feel your love, can absorb your love, and wake up and be born again from your endless deep love.
Breeding a life may really enable a woman to rebirth, gain a new soul, and start a new life, which may never be experienced by a man. When a life slowly grows up in your belly, and when another heart starts beating not far from your heart, how can you not be happy, how can you not be excited, how can you not have tears in your eyes? Your blood warms the blood of the fetus, and the blood of the fetus also allows your blood to flow in a new melody. An elf is born, grows, matures, and finally breaks out of your body. There is such an opera of life in your body. Which mother-even a comatose mother-can ignore or wake up?
Tell her-more than just a few words, the exchange of love and the transmission of the soul can melt all the barriers.
I just finished "Speaking to Her" by Almodovar, and I couldn't calm down for a long time. This kind of love that is not vigorous but still running deep is so moving. The love of our ordinary people is full of too much noise and too much meaningless information. When we are together, who really listens to who says what, let alone what they did. In the face of unconscious love, in the face of unresponsive love, can we still be so determined, so passionate, and so reckless to say to her every word she would not hear, love her, and wake her up?
The love around me is too shallow, and the love in the story is too beautiful to be true. Who can give a compromise solution?
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