Monday, September 8, 2008

What Do Those Coloured Bands Mean

lina_ame @ 2008-09-08T18:30:00


a terrible feeling - to see everyday people to have by his side, who once was your one and all, and now - damn unattainable, so different, different, cold, even ... arrogant? I do not know what happened to you. We change, are shaped by the outside world. Believe me, I know how much pain you bring your love, I know what would have happened if you had not taken. Probably this makes me "what happened" so sick, and awakens the sentiment in me ... I tried not to give up. I've done everything what I could do. Now I can only do one thing - let go. I'm so terribly sorry, while I'm upset, angry infinite. has left on you, the man who was once my only sunshine, which was everything to me, and then, later, when I have fallen off the rails me fall. I think I can forgive it's still not you. The explanation for your cold, your restraint. Now I put our friendship at that time in question, for now there is no friendship more, we tolerate each other as if we are bound together. That's why I'm considering the class to skip. You play me the whole Some time ago. And I wonder why. Do not you think I'm alone? Now look here, I'm not alone: I have friends. Friends, I mean something friends who show me it. And I was alone, I would make niche. It gave me also mattered, the being alone, then, we have each other when we became friends. At that time you've looked after me, I've liked, I wanted to always have. I do not know what I've done that you no longer want it. And slowly I will not.

I'd prefer you just remove from my life, hurt so much I thought of the would dich.Ich you most like to see any more. Maybe because I have you once loved. Perhaps because love never goes away. Maybe because I know I could never be for you the man that you were for me. And still are. Because it makes me very much of being alone. Without being up, especially if you're sitting next to me and I'll say something. Then you are the furthest away from me. Worlds, light years. How did just that? ...

And still I cry at night when I remember to say, I'll see you the next morning. And I'll hate you for it. Because you have deported me if you left. For that you've changed so much. And I would hate me too, that I have changed.