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16 marzo

Oh yes, I am.

Not an ounce of excitement, not a whisper of a thrill.

This relationship has all the passion of a pair of titmice.

Well, it worries me.

I want you to get swept away.

I want you to levitate.

I want you to sing with rapture and dance like a dervish.

Be deliriously happy. Or at least leave yourself open to be.

I know it's a cornball thing but love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without.

If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with?

I say fall head over heels.

Find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back.

And how do you find him?

Forget your head and listen to your heart. I'm not hearing any heart.
(a moment)
Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back.

Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this.

To make the journey and not fall deeply in love --

Well, you haven't lived a life at all.
You have to try.

Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived.

The short version.

Stay open. Who knows?

Lightning could strike.

Trust, responsibility, taking the weight, for your choices and feelings and spending the rest of your
life living up to them.

And above all, not hurting the object of your love.
Multiply it by infinity,

and take it to the death of forever,

and you will still have barely a glimpse of what I am talking about.

Reveal everything there is to know about yourself and let the chips fall
where they may.

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