Diary
I'm just an ordinary human who always tries to do my best, for my life, for the loved ones who are present by my side, including you - even though what I do will never be a meaningful part of your days, it's okay, I really am want to do it, for you ... If suddenly longing comes to attack, my most beautiful friend is a pillow that often accommodates my longing cries, because I don't allow anyone to know, how lonely my life is without you. Then I talked a lot to God, to watch over you every step you take, because only God can I trust you ... And while on my own, I wrote a thousand sheets of longing letters that were never sent as you read this ... Let my longing be a beautiful part of my heart about you, let my tears become a lonely part of my heart without you, and my love is a decoration, even though you say it's all useless. Let everything stay here until you realize that there will be no more love as sincere as I give ... My dear, If this love grows in no man's land, let me take care of it myself, so that it can grow like before when its owner was still avid visiting. Let the songs of the birds in the morning accompany his screeching in the morning wind even though all this will never reduce the silence. Then the moon at night will always accompany him daydreaming of endless solitude .. I love the way you me
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