Vivian: Thanks for driving me home. Goodbye.
Carlo: Where is it?
Vivian: We are almost there now. It's not far from here.
Carlo: Can you go alone in dark?
Vivian: Are you going to walk me home if i can't?
Carlo: If you want me to.
Vivian: Do you know what? Girls often dream about this... where she feels like a withered flower surrounded by all these fabulous people and out of nowhere, this prince on a white horse calls her name, holds her shoulder and gently touches her hair. And walk her home. But that is too perfect. I'll be going. I am really thankful for today. I really am.
Dialogue of Vivian and Martin in the Koreanovela, Lovers in Paris. I shed a tear in this part. I don't know. It's probably because it somehow resonates what i am truly from the inside. I may come off an independent and self sufficient woman but a part of me will and always will look for that certain warmth of being taken cared of.
Carlo: Where is it?
Vivian: We are almost there now. It's not far from here.
Carlo: Can you go alone in dark?
Vivian: Are you going to walk me home if i can't?
Carlo: If you want me to.
Vivian: Do you know what? Girls often dream about this... where she feels like a withered flower surrounded by all these fabulous people and out of nowhere, this prince on a white horse calls her name, holds her shoulder and gently touches her hair. And walk her home. But that is too perfect. I'll be going. I am really thankful for today. I really am.
Dialogue of Vivian and Martin in the Koreanovela, Lovers in Paris. I shed a tear in this part. I don't know. It's probably because it somehow resonates what i am truly from the inside. I may come off an independent and self sufficient woman but a part of me will and always will look for that certain warmth of being taken cared of.
4 comments:
hahaha... kaigat!!!!
splat - aw igat diay? abeh ko ug charrrrr! hehehe!
dili man ko moagamit anang 'char'... 'igat' ra ako ug 'inatay', 'peste' ug uban pa... hehehe
splat - aw dawaton nalang nako ang igat diay kaysa imo gipeste hahaha!
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