i hate myself.

I felt something on the subway smell of her perfume ... a little bit more, and I would be broke, but it was my station ... a pity. Today, I became more and more to think about who I am Why am I here? Who manages me? Sometimes I know the answer, but he is not important because I am once again with her. What will happen next? I can not be with her forever, but it is so desirable, even now, when it was not there, and it seems that the world goes under the feet, and then a void ... Maybe God gives us to the test with which we must cope but in the gusts of youth, youth we do not understand this and allow a lot of mistakes. And when they grow up, realize what they were stupid errors! Yes, and we ourselves were stupid ... It seems that we are different with it, but at heart the same suffering, worries, resentments. It is difficult to understand and realize this, but the realization comes to us in some unprecedented euphoria and we want to immediately return all the ridiculous words of the back. But it all began with some slippery sight. It seems that this is your happiness! Do not miss it! Take care of all the forces! But ..... These two characters cross out everything, everything that happened between us. The heart remembers everything, even the little things that, at times, warm the soul in the dark days, and they are now so much. I want to make it like a fairy tale, Ahahaha, but this is such a naive, but to hell with a story, I need a reality, every day I want to see your nice and warming the heart of the mind, I want to hear "I love you, dear." In return for this I am ready to give himself all, but this is just a dream ... Stumbled once, we may stumble again, we are people and we are typical. But you may not understand me, and again we go to different ways of life. I want to meet a few years back and never leave. Selfishly.. but naive dream .... i hate myself.