The choice between the truly madly loved/love (but dead) and the truly madly alive. It is a difficult question.
p.s I love the spanish poem that AR read
Forgive me
If you are not living
If you, my beloved, my love
If you have died
All the leaves will fall on my breast
It will rain on my soul all night all day
My feet will want to march to where you are sleeping
(your accent's terrible... I laughed)
My feet will want to march to where you are sleeping
But I shall go on living
Jamie: Do you want me to go?
Nina: No. Never never never...
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