20/05 22:52
God, how much I would like to see you, hear you, touch you, kiss you.
God, how much I love you. How much miss...
I am not able to live like this.
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God, how much I would like to see you, hear you, touch you, kiss you.
God, how much I love you. How much miss...
I am not able to live like this.
I knew from the beginning that i have the most gentle, delicate, fragile second half in the world. And that hurt Her will mean sth uncomparable to anything else.
That She will suffer, She will react unpredictable.
But even in worse scenario I couldnt suppose that it will end like this. Without talk. Without see. Without trying to understand.
In my meaning of love people dont leave one another when second one fucked. Not so straight. Of course in my meaning of love also people dont lie one another. They can trust themselves. Cazzo. I already admitted this so many times. That I fucked. And i cannot forgive myself.
But dont I deserve at least attempt to understand? To talk? Left me like I am peace of shit. Cazzo, I dont understand it. I loved, love and will love anyway. What She felt? Feels? Why I cannot know it.
Silent is never a way. Its sth to cruel. So many question without answers.
Giulia, cazzo, its not a way...
In monthly anniversary of our last night together, I dreamed whole night about us. She was with me. We were so happy together. Everything was like during this year together.
Today its one month we last time seen, talked, kissed, hugged, laughed, loved. We were at picnic at awf, then went to Las, it was beautiful april weather. We walked hand by hand. Then came collapse. And I never seen her again.
There is nothing worse than this kind of farewell. Without saying goodbye directly, without final talk. I am always strickt to myself, but why always people are so strickt to me. Am I really so bad? Or just to fair, and this makes me only problem. I dont know. I have been waiting for any message, but silence arround.
This is the most awful think can happen. This silence arround. Any contact. Does She force herself or by someone to behave like this thinking its a good idea? Or doesnt She really care?
I cannot believe this is happening.
I will never forgive myself what I did. Keeping this fucking mystery. What the fuck did you do you retard...
One month after one of the best day in my life. Picnic by the Wisla, marvelous salad made by Julcia, badminton and chess outside. What a marvelous Sunday this was. Now ahead our last night together. Last love. Last hugging from the back.
Unreal sad.
Now two weeks without any message fron Her. Dont know even where she is. This is so painfull. Not understable. Depressed...
Level of missing reaches sky.
I am not able to focus about anything.
I miss you as nothing else before.
I miss your sweet voice, i miss you calling me Łukaszek, i miss our evening languages jokes.
I miss our songs singing together, i miss your marvelous polish.
I miss your touch, holding your hand, walking together hand by hand to the laslas, by the pond amd by the wisla. I miss climbing stairs with an engine. I miss our hugging each other during the day and night.
I miss to feel your skin, my skin miss your hands. I miss our marvelous love.
I miss your taking care of me. I miss to care about you.
I miss our breakfast, lunch, salad eating from one bowl. I miss our 5 min of lieing on a bed. I miss to watch any moovie, play our games.
I miss your smile, your fragility, your goodness, i miss you Julunia, i miss you so much.
My body and soul cannot live anymore without you. Cazzo cannot...