"It isn't your mother's fault and it isn't mine. She can't love me, and I can't stop loving her. It's as simple as that (...)
Love can't be forced into existence. It won't come simple because you will it to happen. If it did, your mother would love. She believed she would learn to love me when we were wed. I believed it, too.We wanted to believe it. Later, I tried to convince myself that it didn't matter whether she loved me or not. I told myself that marriage could be still good without it. [...] I was a fool! Loving someone who doesn't love you is hell! Don't ever let anyone convince you that you can be happy with someone who doesn't love you."
Fragmentul nu este al meu. L-am găsit într-o carte peste care am dat la întâmplare azi.
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