18 2 / 2012
"No, we weren’t lovers, but in a way we had opened ourselves to each other even more deeply than lovers do. The thought caused me a good deal of grief. What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for - and to do it so unconsciously."
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via loveyourchaos)
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