В колонках играет - Тэм. Принеси мне в ладонях снег...
Настроение сейчас - тихая грусть

Дождь по крыше, дождь по крыше-
Капель перестук.
Ты меня почти не слышишь,
Просто тук-тук-тук...

Кто-то запер нас снаружи,
Мы сидим во тьме вдвоем.
Блеск дождя по черным лужам
Тихой песней пропоем.

Пусто в комнате и тихо.
Мы сидим с тобой вдвоем.
Тьмы нас не пугает лихо
И огня мы не зажжем.

За окном гуляет ветер,
Бьется в стекла к нам.
Молний огонек так светел-
Скачет по рукам.

И опять звенят по крыше
Капли серебра.
Ты меня почти не слышишь,
Но тебя услышу я.

Стук сердец с ночной грозою
И далекий грома звук,
И омытая слезою
Снова слышу тук-тук-тук.

Дождь по крыше, дождь по крыше-
Капель перестук.
Ты меня почти не слышишь,
Просто сердце тук-тук-тук...

В колонках играет - Diorama. Howland Road
Настроение сейчас - sad

Half a year have past since that day. It seems I started to forget. But stil...
Still I think about you sometimes. And there are still those evenings when I want to cry quietly and nothing helps the feeling. Of course it is not the same as it was. Of course not. But it is.
I'm not angry. And despite everything I can't blame you. I can't make myself think bad of you. May be if I could, that all would have been easier... But I remain just the same: all idealistic about you. And I think I'm glad that it is so and not otherwise.
There are people who tear up toys and brake things that all have been presented to them by their former friends. They would tear them in rage just to get rid of all what connected them with a person. But I think it is just stupid. Beacuse, you know, these things are not guilty of the fact that you have parted with you friend. And I can't do it. Sometimes I take them in my hands and try to remember when you gave me this or that present. What you said then, how you smiled... It sounds pathetic when you read about it, but it is not actually. That is just I feel sad a bit, and sorry about all that. It was all so stupid, so...ridiculous. Noone understands why it happened so that we parted. I think I do, but just partially. Though may be it is not so much important now.
I know that I will see you not once and quite soon and I wonder how it will be.
And you know, somewhere very deep in my heart it seems I still hope for something not knowing myself for what particularly.
But no matter what will be in the future, one thing I know for sure: in my mind you will remain my best friend forever. And forever I will be ready to help you. Don't ask me why, I don't know the answer. That is just the truth, so it is.

P.S. Today I've seen a post card with a cat sitting all sad in the room with a lot of phones around it and a phrase: "I miss you! Call me!" =// To tell you the truth I had a thought to send you this..., but it seemed pointless to me. What for? To have another "no answer" reaction? Thank you, I think I don't want this. So I just wish you happiness. As always.

Forever yours in heart,
D.

В колонках играет - Тэм. Отпустите меня в мой сон
Настроение сейчас - рабочее

Черт, как же пахнет краскогй. Сижу чихаю. И вот кому и зачем приспичило делать ремонт в подъезде? Такую грязь развели, просто жуть...

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Кто-нибудь знает зачем я здесь восстановилась? Нет? Я тоже нет.... Не писала ведь и писать вряд ли буду. Все-таки человек такое нерациональное существо. И я такая тоже. Гы-гы.

апд: о, надо бы вспомнить что тут я тоже "мальчик"

Просто очередной глюк..., в очердной раз в поисках свободы. Снова...