ใ ค ใ ค when i finally met the person who hates seeing me cryโ treats me wellโ gives me assurance and time and is always there for me when i lose myself. the war is over.
Rest especially. Recover during the day. Think of me: you are the dearest thing to me in the world and, kept far from you, I tremble every time I imagine you in this moment.
โ Albert Camus to Maria Casarรจs, Correspondance, February 21, 1950.