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Julcia???

Taaaak?

Its very warm evening. Lets go for a walk. To our round in Piaski.

Yessssss.

Many many times I think about our meeting after this break. How it would look? What would happen?

I would just run towards her, hug and put ocean of tears, standing in hug.

I dream about this many times. I love her without end... 101 days whitout.

How much I miss our walking, lie on a bed, games in the evening, badminton now in summer time. Our every seconds together. I will give everything, to live poor till end of life, to bring it back.

I talk to her hundreds time daily and imagine, play her answers... How many people would say I am mad. But only this let me survive. Imagination that she is next to me.

Today is 100 day when I last time in my life was loved, was kissed, holded by hand, hugged.

100 days of sadness, worse and worse every day.

100 days when I love someone who hates me.

100 days of nonsense.

100 days of silence.

I will never stop love. Dont know how long I will live. Sure is that till last breathe I will think only about her...

Name day of my Mother. I prayed for Her a lot. Mum, I hope you are fine there. I dream about that.

Very difficult emotionally day. I try to avoid placedls where we used to go togethet with Julunia. Because when I am there alone I cannot stop tears. I waited till my shoes, which I bought together with Juleczka on Carrefour in March, are completely destroyed without possibility to walk anymore. And I had to go to the same Carrefour in our Bielany. When wr were together many times.

How many tears I cried when I was there today. I talked a lot to Julunia, last time you were with me, you advised me what to buy, today I am alone, with no support, like always. No responds. I looked for Her.. There was no Julcia... I went to place with our puzzle, cornflakes, ogorki...

Cazzo how difficult.

Sogni d`oro Julunia...

Another day without contacy, without surprise.

Depressed...

... like every evening I ask God for three things: that my father will survive this night and without pain, that I will have possibility to wake up tomorrow and that Julunia will have a sweet dream.

My last words to myself every day is: sogni d`oro Julunia.

Lukasz trying to deal with life

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29/07 21:20

29/07 18:18

28/07 21:56 100 days after

26/07 22:46 name day of my Mother

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