Love Hurts
“Do you love me?” I looked at him.
He looked at me warmly and answered, “Very much.”
“How much?” I asked him again.
“Verrrryyyy much!” He took me to his arms and hugged me tightly.
“If one day we have to say goodbye, what will you remember of me?” I asked again while letting him to hug me.
“We won’t. Ever.” He hugged me even tighter.
“Just answer me.” I looked away.
“Hm..the way you smile at me. I will remember that forever, even if you hurt me badly.”
“How bad do you allow me to hurt you?” I looked straight to his eyes.
He looked at me and smile. His first smile that I couldn’t really understand.
“You’ve hurt me since the first time I fell for you and you may hurt me till I die. I have no regrets.” He then kissed my forehead and my eyes.
And I hugged him back. Gently.
— Love hurts. Always.