Dating seems harmless,
You meet a person who you might spend your life with,
And, most of the time, it’s fun.
What if it isn’t?
Neither harmless,
Nor fun.
Dating seems harmless,
You meet a person who you might spend your life with,
And, most of the time, it’s fun.
What if it isn’t?
Neither harmless,
Nor fun.
There’s a famous scene in „Le notti di Cabiria” (1957), at the end of the movie. If you have already seen the movie, or don’t care all that much about spoilers, you can see it here (I put multiple links because some might disappear):
In the scene, the main character says she wants to be killed, and even says: „Non voglio più vivere!” / „I don’t want to live anymore!”.
Soon after, a solution to this comes. The story continues, though.
Trust is so fragile.
It’s like a small flower in the wind,
The wind is so much powerful.
Once broken, there’s no turning back,
It’s forever gone.
In a lot of the Bible tales,
Person A says something
And person B replies,
And sometimes what B replied
Is not-so-good.
What would happen if B would say
„Sorry, I got it a bit wrong the first time,
Let me try that again?”
Sometimes, I tend to focus on the small details,
The tiny small things,
The micro details.