It's more than one year ago, as we met the first time. . .
We didn't taLk
a lot. We didn't get to know each other very weLL. . .
But there was smth between us.
broke, as you left one year ago.
But there was
hope. As you returned. You fixed it.
There wasn't much between us, but then. . .
It broke a 2nd time. How can you do thiz aLways again. . . ?
Am I so
worthLess? I don't hope so. . .
If I had one wish, I knew what to do. But now, it doesn't make sense.
Stop taLkin, do something.
The OnLy One.