Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
I love making you laugh.
You don't need me anymore. But remember you can contact me any time you feel bad - and I'll do my best whatever price there's to pay for it. Yes, I'll make you laugh again. Your smile is everything for me. The attitude hasn't changed.
Even if I feel bad, I'll laugh with you through tears - and you won't see them. Only the fact I managed to help you makes me happy. I'm an eternal servant.
I'm a dog, and I'll lick the hand that beat me...
I don't dare to dream of him, he has a beautiful girlfriend and a life he likes. What the fuck should he need an ugly foreigner with strange beliefs and ready to give a life for him? I only hope he'll come to me if he feels bad. But I also hope he'll never feel bad anymore - he deserves to be happy...
Love? I don't think so, I don't believe in love anymore. It seems to be a killing addiction...
I'm jealous, angry and suspicious
I'm too. We all are.
If it is nit love...why are you wait for him? Live for you pleasure. You should get a good education and become an excellent journalist. You are a single whole you don't need somebode else. But if he has a beautiful and wonderful girlfriend why when he feels him bad he goes to you?
I can't live for myself, as I'm nothng, I don't exist anymore, it's just a shadow.
I won't be able to achieve anything in my existence, I'm not talented and intelligent, I'm just a mistake..
It is me who goes to him - somehow I feel his mood, I still can't get how. And I cannot leave him alone when he feels bad...