Monthly Archives: May 2019

Late night

” Love is vivid. I never wanted the pale version. Love is full strength. I never wanted the diluted version.” — Jeanett Winterson

I had impulsively a high blood pressure when I read this. Seldom people, nearly none, can understand or even know how a romantically idealist I am.

I feel sorry for the realists, and they feel sorry for me. No one, however, should apologise.

At the moment I still wanna stay naively young.

O ever youthful, O ever weeping.