I want you

*Foto de Tyler Shields



I want you.
Just exactly like i used to.
And baby this is ooooonly bringing me down.

Wuthering Heights

‘May she wake in torment!’ he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. ‘Why, she’s a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there - not in heaven - not perished - where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer - I repeat it till my tongue stiffens - Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you - haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!’ Heathcliff, Wutheing Heights

Há quem lhe chame amor violento e obsessivo, amor louco, afinal estamos a falar de personagens cruéis e quase desumanas. Eu digo: vão todos à merda porque é esse amor obsessivo, louco, compulsivo e doente que eles têm um pelo outro que os redime.

E se não for assim comigo, não quero amor nenhum.