Не умеешь летать…никто не умеет летать и я не исключение из правил. I want to hate myself but I cant .I want to love someone but it is impossible. I don’t have feelings anymore. Moreover, I can see people’s hearts and minds. I see them from the very beginning up to the very end. I understand the opposite sex more than I understand myself. It is my cross and I have to bear it. The more I live the better I understand that life consists of impressions but every new impression is less bright. Why love comes only ones per life? Why after pain we try to do harm to other people not thinking about their feelings? I hurt a lot of guys but my pain didn’t reduce. I don’t know where he is now, I don’t know what he is doing now, but I’m ready to sell my soul just to see him , just to see his eyes for a half minute. And it is not just words it is how I feel about him. I am afraid of seeing him because I don’t want to start everything from the very beginning. I would never be the girl I was yesterday. But if I had a magic wand I would return into that hot summer days where I was happy. Today I am crying, tomorrow I will regret about today. I will survive .
`` вчера мы в облаках жили
Звенело и цвело лето
Открыты нам с тобой были
Четыре стороны света….
Мы разные птицы……….``