HIM:
You won't hurt much longer.
Mother:
What hurts me the most is that I wasn't enough.
HIM:
It's not your fault. Nothing is ever enough. I couldn't create if it was. And I have to. That's what I do. That's... what I am. Now I must try it all again.
Mother:
No... just let me go.
HIM:
I need one last thing.
Mother:
I have nothing left to give.
HIM:
Your love. Still there, isn't it?
Mother:
Go ahead... take it.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 08:35