I'm so deeply in love with this movie, my heart melts every time I see his face and it breaks my heart to see him die.
I always believe that he's a man that's full of hope and dream and purity he wants nothing but her he's doing everything just for her.
When she's made a mistake, he took a bullet for her and he died, she didn't even show up at his funeral, didn't even send a flower. This is how much he loves her and he gets nothing in return but betrayal and frustration, desperation, loneliness. Even the last phone call was from her cousin, not her. She just ran away when she heard the news, everything was on him, but it was all lies.
I couldn't stop the tears that kept coming out of my eyes and I see him died it killed me too. I felt like there's something that went through the movie and into my heart.
It's like I don't even care anymore, with his death(in my case it's my past love and I'm pretty sure he stays in the past), it's like if I can't have him I want nothing, no other arms I want to crawl in at night.
I don't get jealous about what other people have I feel nothing about irrelevant things.
Sometimes I wonder if this kind of love truly exists. I believe in love and this is exactly what I've been looking for.
In love you become that beautiful little fool and it's every girls desire to have someone who can make her a fool when she's with him. That's the best thing a girl can be in the world.
I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back, ceaselessly in to the past.