I see her picture right before my eyes,
I hear koncking heels at the door,
my heart beats faster and faster,
all the time I think She will come here soon ...

I hear he says, calling me out of the bedroom,
I meet my gaze with her eyes,
firmly grab her hand and pulling away from her,
and touch her ​​lips paragraph and...
slipping through my hands through my fingers,
I touch her the last time by pads,
trying to catch and keep her forever,
I drop her and kill something between us.

I could have sworn - She was here a moment ago,
kept panting heavily.
I would like to be able to show her the love,
I feel even more strongly now than at the beginning.

I would like to help her still believe in us and
always be with her and to be needed.
Reality does not scare me anymore as they used to, but
I'm empty without her, even if I go ahead.

She feels she will not be happy, not with me -
time passes me with that image.
I feel that not enough time here we have to
afford not to be together ...

23.12.08
Maybe the last time I look in her eyes.
I would like to tell her how much I love her, but
asked me today, I would not say that.
She smiles and has the dimple in his cheek
I like that so much and - whore mother - it is beautiful!
I do not think he sees me in his hand trembles lighter,
my hands are shaking ... I do not want to leave.
Maybe I can not be longer a little better, but
If this is not love I guess God is blind.
But it is between us so much cool stuff!
Fuck, what will become of them? I do not know. When?
I want her to say that to me is the best,
dump everything from table top and fuck with her,
but look at me, even in August withdraws
and does not want me to talk about this, I tried and
I do not want to look at it so straight in the eyes, because
do not want to have to tell me that he loves me not ...

 

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