rhera:Can’t you see? We were lonely, unloved. Time made an error. But you waited for me, and so we f

rhera:Can’t you see? We were lonely, unloved. Time made an error. But you waited for me, and so we f
rhera:Can’t you see? We were lonely, unloved. Time made an error. But you waited for me, and so we f
rhera:Can’t you see? We were lonely, unloved. Time made an error. But you waited for me, and so we f
rhera:Can’t you see? We were lonely, unloved. Time made an error. But you waited for me, and so we f
rhera:Can’t you see? We were lonely, unloved. Time made an error. But you waited for me, and so we f
rhera:Can’t you see? We were lonely, unloved. Time made an error. But you waited for me, and so we f
rhera:Can’t you see? We were lonely, unloved. Time made an error. But you waited for me, and so we f
rhera:Can’t you see? We were lonely, unloved. Time made an error. But you waited for me, and so we f

rhera:Can’t you see? We were lonely, unloved. Time made an error. But you waited for me, and so we found our love. There is no life, my darling, until you’ve loved and been loved. And then there is no death. Portrait of Jennie, 1948 -- source link

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