coltre:

the problem is that I feel so much love inside of my heart I could potentially love everything and everyone, my heart is like a big house were the door is always open and there’s a plate and a seat for every one that would like to stay for dinner, I love every person I recognize daily on my way home on the train and down the street and even if we don’t talk there’s this feeling of mutual acknowledgement of each other’s existence every day and I feel like they are part of my life somehow and smile at everyone a lot and I love when they smile back and I am sure one day this love will kill me eventually