So, here I am: sitting in the train with "potrojne szczescie" in the pocket of my old jeans... Will it help me? I don't know the exact answer, the only I can do is to hope... Having my happiness in the pocket, I don't feel happy... Jestem smutna. I'm crying: my tears divide my face into three parts. Will this rain be over?
I am moving away from the person I feel good with, from the man that doesn't want to keep me... from the man (I know that it will sound banal) who see diamonds in my eyes while my smiling.
Why are people so stupid? Why do they refuse from the happiness?
I am moving away from the person I feel good with, from the man that doesn't want to keep me... from the man (I know that it will sound banal) who see diamonds in my eyes while my smiling.
Why are people so stupid? Why do they refuse from the happiness?
I read my note once again and just realized... maybe HE doesn't feel happy with me? So that is why HE let me go without any reason to keep me...
ReplyDeleteI don't understand WHY did you go from that man? If you feel good with him, why did you leave him?
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