**spoiler alert** See the signs of the changing season Alone like this, I cannot live
He loved her. I didn’t understand, but he forgave me. It was h**spoiler alert** See the signs of the changing season Alone like this, I cannot live
He loved her. I didn’t understand, but he forgave me. It was his life, after all. He was going to find a country and make a home. He would learn the language, be grateful but not lose his pride, and when he had earned his right to travel, he would return for her.
Was he acting out of necessity or freedom? One did not exclude the other. For what else is life’s journey but a search for our beloved?...more