Love: Part I

She sat there, next to him.

“What if I fail?” asked her in a trembling voice.

“So? You wouldn’t make me hate you more or love you less because you fail. I am always proud of you.”

She looked at him, the smile and the eyes say it all.

— Then he disappeared… Then they disappeared.. Into a lucid dream.

 

 

Antwerp,
29/07/2017
15:58
In the memory of my father…

 

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