Patient, but exacting... And once I shall leave and there will be these words that are immortal. These feelings.. They hit about walls and I see sparks from these impacts. They are not dissolved anywhere.. In difference from me.. Such mortal. They as eternal monuments, will never be forgotten and will be to be transferred from the person to the person.. And they at last will feel as I loved you.. Well to live so long and long.. To love and love you … and that you would be immortal, not in which case has not outstripped me.. Has not escaped.. As I name death.. It such informidable, but let it does not come nearer to you! I so miss.. I so wish to take you for a hand.. To kiss your hand … I so I miss. I so absolutely alone … and all another's.. I so miss … I without you … absolutely was not present me.. I all in a mistake, in corrections … all not correct, bad without you.. I any more entirely. The sight my, looking, does not stop anywhere... It is knocked so strongly, that I I seem shall not live till the morning … YES … shall not go through even this night.. Not that what up to you to reach … suddenly.. Here … .впервые … I know as it to lose someone .. I certainly very guilty.. But своею love I deserve this paradise … .хотя … what for? … .ведь paradise without you does not exist. And if it is not pleasant to you, you will return again on the ground and will live somehow.. I shall apply all the communications but while I here, up to you any 1000 km, I even, probably, tomorrow can phone to you … And now I simply have time without you … the bad ending.. Sad … but I shall pull out it, these sheets … can be pulled out them!? Now all.. Yours …
The sight your sight should pierce me... He should touch and force to tremble each section of my body and soul... It is the main priority.. Still.. mmm. I prefer the present the man!!! And in general I search for the person with which to us together it would be not boring to live all life. I appreciate in people internal freedom and not in what measure I am not going to limit her, On the contrary sometimes I try her to bring up.. So write all.. To communicate it is possible... And there, will speak our hearts.
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