| pn | wt | sr | cz | pt | so | nd |
| 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 01 | 02 |
| 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 |
| 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 |
| 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 |
| 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 |
| 31 | 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 |
I dont understand anything. I knew completely other Julcia. She doesnt want to talk, she doesnt want to know whats truth.
I talk with many people. They didnt know Julcia so I dont believe them what they say about Her. I know Her as a marvelous person. Why she made me Her enemy. Did She loved me before or what was that?
I love her and always will. Always.
Today i worked again in this place next to Park Szczesliwicki where 4 weeks ago we had a picnic. As i said one of the best day in my life. We were happy, free, relaxed. We were TOGETHER. After work while I was waiting for the bus I went for a while to this park. I closed my eyes and reminded these moments with Her, imagined that She is there with me, hand by hand.
According to weather forecast tomorrow comes very warm days. Whole week should be like summer time. I am very scarried about this day. In normal circumstances we would go by the Wisla, by the pond or to one of parks. We would play badminton and have a unreal beautiful sunday.
I dont know what to do. Julunia doesnt want to talk to me, doesnt want to know me. She created false picture about me and for sure all of their friends and family support Her to stand as far as possible from me. Knowing sth about me which is not true. And what should I do in this situation? Should I go to Her, insist for a meeting and tell Her that She is wrong, show Her proofs. Or should I just keep Her words and be silent. But this enables Her to be wrong about me. Why She didnt even want to meet with me. I would go any possible moment to Her wherever. Until its not to late. I love Her like noone else ever.
Whole night dreamed about Juleczka. Waked up and looking her next to me. And again. And again.
Terrible sad. She doesnt even want to tell me if She is safe at home. She is scarried about me.... unreal.... 3 weeks ago i was loved like noone else in the world.
God, why you punish me so much. If I only have normal family, brother like 90 % of people have. Healthy father. Why noone wants to help me when i didnt do anything wrong besides lies to gain time. Why I dont have normal family, who should be my back in this circumstances. Why always biggest punishment? Why?
Tomorrow starts the real spring time. Today hotels are being reopen. One week ago galleries and museums. In one week time we dont have to wear mask outside what Julcia was looking for so long. We would be so happy. I will never understand why life wants from me only suffering. How to survive this saturday?
Julunia, I will love you forever, wherever you are.
I miss sleeping with you.
I miss to be awaken having you next to me.
I miss go for a walk, to the forest, to the pond only with you.
I miss walk hand by hand.
I miss make a shopping with you.
I miss dancing with you.
I miss your kiss.
I miss to touch you.
I miss to hug you.
I miss to make a jokes together.
I miss to make love.
I miss you smile.
I miss to cook and eat together.
I miss to sing with you our songs.
I miss talking to you about everything.
I miss receiving a small gifts like chocolates.
I miss your sweetness every momen during the day.
I miss showering with you.
I miss playing our games and chess in the evening.
I miss our badminton.
I miss climbing our drzewo.
I miss to watch a moovie with you.
I miss drinking a coffee, in the morning and afternoon.
I miss go by the river with you.
I miss you every minute. I cannot live without you.
I love you Julunia.
Yesterday I met a nun on a street. I decided to go to her and talk a little. I asked her if she can pray for me that evening. She said she will.
I came back to the room and i said to myself: tomorrow you have to call to Mr J, who I know from the other hostel. We spent a lot of time together and I felt that I need to talk to him. I always treat like my second father.
Today in the morning I went downstairs to make a coffee. And i met .... yes, Mr J. I hugged him saying, its unbelievable. Now i talked to him few hours.
Impossible doesnt exist. Everything is possible. Me and Juleczka is also possible.