lunes, 7 de marzo de 2005


My dearest friend jOjO wrote a very interesting, and very erotic piece about love (in Spanish)

jOjO writes about a guy he met a couple of nights ago, and how they enjoyed so much being together for a good bunch of hours, much further from the light of the morning that usually destroys one night-ed loves.

Then, jOjO asks the following rethorical question: do I love that person, or do I love being with that person? I guess it's a fundamental question that we should learn to answer more often. Do I love you, or do I love being with you? Is it the same thing, or is it something deeper?

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