Lucy死后的第三天我突然想起 "You think spending time with her, kissing her, having fun with her, you think that's what it was all about? That was love? THIS is love. Missing her, because she's gone. Wanting to die..."
I want you.I know I'm a mess,but I want you.I want see you every morning.And I want to make you a snack every night.And eventually I want to have your little brown babies.And I want to watch you die.