I was send this note taken from The English Patient this morning. It made me want to cry because we are walking to two different directions.

Half my days I cannot bear not to touch you
The rest of the time I feel it does not matter
If I ever see you again
It isn't the morality; it is how much you can bear

How does this happen?
To fall in love and be disassembled?

(Michael Ondaatje - The English Patient)