To A Stranger |
Do not forget this. Love is not who you were expecting. Love is not what you can predict. Maybe Love is in New York City already asleep. You are in California, Australia, wide awake. Maybe Love is always in the wrong time-zone. Love arrives exactly when Love is supposed to and Love leaves exactly when Love must. Turn off the music. Listen to the quiet. |
(Source: unif, via cocained-brain)