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She was in my dream again.
Absolutely marvelous 6 hours.
In this black hopelesness days fulfilled only with mental pain and tears, comes sometimes moment of beauty, when I see Her like She is. Smiled, gorgeous, loved.
When I fall asleep forever, will I see Her again?
Cant stand this time. Two years ago I spend my only one Christmas time with happiness and love.
I was the most happy man in world. Juleczka was next to me. We visited old town in Warsaw. We celebrated Christmas song, Christmas atmosfere. Love was in the air. Everywhere.
I waited for such a time all my life. And experienced it just one time and never more.
Being aware that I will never love and never will be loved makes this life completely nonsense.
Every day I fell down more. How this mentallity still exists? Or maybe it not. Anymore. Maybe it just body exists. Soul dissapeared.
Not existed readers:
You dont Her. You dont know how marvelous soul She has. Pure, well hearted. You dont know how big treasure I found. And missed. Diamond among stones. Sun arround clouds, rainbow in the storm, rose between nettles.
And how impossible is run a normal life after this lost.
I killed myself.
But what is worse, I hurted the most pure soul on this world.
So beautiful, trustfull. How is She, how is She ...
Big crisis day.
I would give literally all to hold Her hand and go for a walk, looking info Her beautiful, full of love eyes.