Trying to heal a deep wound in heart, I searched for happiness in another's hands. So it is blind, during that vague time, I flied on fire as a moth. The body without will reached for dark light, and, has come into the hands to the attendant of a hell. To change it did not try at all. Was not forces desire. I have believed to words of love, again have opened soul. And again, again a knife in heart. The pain squeezed a throat, tore to parts. But, I was not angry, to me was sick from a wound, instead of because of the person hurt.
It waited for splash in emotions! And I have forgiven. It has been shocked. The respect has spread among its friends. I did not know what to think. But... The girlfriend has noticed one trifle. We love each other and we hate. It comes at the nights, it saw it when I slept, it has fallen in love with it having lost a head. It - loves me.
Time, time, I do not know, what its feelings to me now... Let lady think the . And I, I know other. Let incorrect. But this secret. Me.