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Tell me something boy... did you cry after you come back home? Or did you ignore all the feelings that are uncomfortable?...
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"Is it bad that I want both of them in the same time?"
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And when I've seen your face for the last time before the 4 weeks holiday break, I have seen the pain. I knew you wanted to say that you love me for the last time before we split for this long time, but there were people around us. And you never say that in front of other people. You don't want anyone to hear it, it is too personal. You just looked at me with these beautiful, filled with pain and sadness blue eyes... "see you in 4 weeks. Bye" you said and walked away....
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I know he loves me, I can feel it with every bit of my heart.
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"- you're not even listening to me. - I am. So what did you say? - Oh, just forget about it. - Come on, you need to finish it now. - No. It's too late now. You are too late!! - Yes. I am late, about 10 years late..."馃ズ
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"Fuck!! Nothing's ever going to be the same! We have fucked up everything! You have fucked up everything with your little secret, that should stay with you. You should have shut your mouth and kept it all for yourself! Fucking asshole."
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"And what I am wondering about is - are you even thinking or imagining kissing me? Would you be brave enough to do that??"
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"Sorka za ten telefon dzisiaj o drugiej w nocy, tylko chcia艂am pomocy i CIEBIE...."
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"And when I have bent over to write a note, you have grabbed my waist and held for a moment. I haven't seen your face, but did not need to. I exactly know what you were thinking and imagining."
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"Dejavu dejavu mam dzi艣, chyba mi ciut wstyd... ach te twoje oczy, w nich gubi艂am si臋 nie raz, twoje oczy te niebia艅skie oczy, a ten dotyk dzia艂a艂 jak narkotyk..."
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