The days crawl by, I see the hopelessness, and whisper, it would be soon all right. She will love you, they will respect you, you will have the best friends, they say, but I know - there is never a place in her heart for me, I know it must just learn to deal with it. I need to learn, yes, but it's not. If I see them, you blow me all the fuses, and then I would prefer to go away far away. But what we have of the red-haired Madonna learned? - Do not run away. Although I do not think any would do such a rebellion drum. It is also just happened because it started two and the others have felt obliged to do something to relieve their conscience. But in the end they had to even deal with it. We were only minor roles in the play, as it does on us.
It is terrible to know so much. No, it is not so much, but it is enough to crack the magic of human nature, the magic of the sky, the phenomena that used to have one so enchanted. The air is full of sunlight and the flowering and maturing plants, It's not magic, it's just the refraction of light at sunset, no colors, God has knocked carelessly, as he stroked his dining room - or was it perhaps the young angels? But my imagination is not kapputgemacht of knowledge about the world, there are only the dreams, the hopes. Knowledge is a nullity as compared to the young soul. I can give her the guilt that I love them, but ultimately I'm the one who loves, and I know it will happen, it must be done just a little, and I will come to them even off . Unfortunately, I am a jealous, envious, selfish Creature, but if I can change if it helps to get a seat next to her - I would do it. Without looking back, without complaining, I would do anything for them. And here is little in it, what makes me so sick, its not cold, do not reject their nature, it reaches only the sight, as you glide through the dreams of the lashes when she sleeps. It is the manner in which she sees the world, their sense of justice, for love, complete for the little things that she sees the world differently than I do, and if our sense of dignity something is somewhere overlaps, there appears someone, and directs it away from me. I can not do anything, just look away.
One day I hate them like nothing on earth, and then I can not get enough of their attention. No, I do not need much. Just a feeling that she needs me. I would do anything. You cut a piece out of the sky in his blue shades, so it can hang on the wall, collect their stars from the sky so that it can equip them with the blanket in her room. But probably all that is not needed. And the only all my love, my heart and my soul, all I can give her - so she simply only stored and dusting from time to time, but she already has enough in its collection.
feel the moment I am pretty much out of life taken by, and wait for better times. Whether it takes a long time, and what it means, I do not know. As probably the good times be?
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