"Ja nie mogę powiedzieć, że go kocham(..)" ale ja mogę. szczerze. z pewnością jakiej nigdy nie miałam. ale czy to coś zmienia? pogubiłam się. w co tu wierzyć? prawdziwa miłość istnieje? N.: love isn't a romance.. there is also pain K.: yes i see that and feel N.: i know.. N.: so what is love for? K.: i don't know N.: if it hurts K.: you love Sonia? N.: it's stupid N.: but it's not the same K.: why? N.: this love is.. wierd. K.: and you love me, yes? N.: loving man is complicated K.: and that love is like what? N.: yes i told u N.: hm.. K.: but sometimes it's very nice and people are happy N.: it's like.. flower.. K.: i like flowers N.: if you watering it - is beauti. K.: and our love is beautiful? N.: yes N.: i think so K.: i think that, too K.: and i don't hurt you, yes? N.: no, you don't N.: but other people do K.: why they do that? K.: they are stupid? K.: i don't understend that K.: i can't hurt anybody K.: why somebody can hurt me? N.: i don't now.. maybe this is real love - you have to hurt somebody.. K.: then i don't want feel real love N.: me too K.: why that is so stupid? K.: it can't be beautiful and nice? N.: it looks like not K.: it is so stupid.. N.: it is why i'm afraid of love.. nie zwracajcie uwagi na formę. tylko na przesłanie, treść. zwykła rozmowa, a daje tak wiele. czasami. N. :* ps to był chwilowy powrót..