Он написал мне слащавую поэму О_о После того, как я психанула по поводу его склонностей куда-то не в ту сторону и моих замечаний, что мне не хватает в нем мужественности и это лишает меня и без того зыбкого ощущения женственности.

После того, как в трудной для меня момент он не собрался с силами, чтобы меня поддержать и я два дня была головой в очень нехорошем месте. После того, как я мильон раз сказала ему, что слова для меня ничего не значат, потому что за ними нет никаких действий с его стороны. И после того, как я расплакалась у него на плече и выдавила из себя, что мне не хватает поддержки и заботы.

Где-то пищит внутренний голос, мол «вон, как парень постарался! цени!» Но по-моему то, что сейчас происходит это бред собачий.

та самая поэма для истории« There is a girl, smart pretty girl

Whom I was mad about

Her hair and skin so silky smooth

I can't compare it to the sun enough



I was entrenched in feelings chains,

I couldn't get her out of mind

And when I finally came out

My feelings were expressed so awkwardly



Still I revealed intentions of myself

In snowy wintry night

I was not sure she felt the same,

Confused, she seemed that time



We went apart, that night,

Each one to our friends,

But after that we spoke and cleared,

We want to try to date



When I was holding hands with her,

I was so full and warm

I felt her hand, her grip expressed

Her kindness and care



Time after time when I met her,

Spent time together more

I felt that feelings growing strong

I senced, I'm feeling,more



I acted more straightforwardly,

Though, trying not to rush

And only then I knew from her

Sometimes I pressed to much



I never thought that two of us

Cannot feel understood that much

When I agreed with inner me

That she's my loved,

I though things simply are

To be paper light



Our brains think different, our minds, sometimes have different point of views on different things,



But common sense does leave me

From time to time I know

I know I acct so stupidly. I unsupport, I'm rude

I break my head when tryin to figure out what's wrong

Because I thought that I don't act wrong



When I don't justify her expectates,

And I get that not fast enough,

I try to think, from different points,

And mostly I'm the wrong

And I frustrate, cause she's the one

She's close, she trusts me, I fuck up

But she frustrates the most, and that

That takes me up my balls, that breaks the picture of my world,

The way it supposed to work

Its as betraying trust,

Of one so precious kind,



My minds confused, cause I'm the one to make her happy, light, and natural

And yet I cause the trouble

It doesn't give her any of that stuff



I feel to much, I care too much

I want to hold,her hand

And kiss her gently

Be a wall

Close her from sad and bad

I'm the one you should rely,

I have you deep inside,

And I'm,sad that at the,moment you feel you can't rely



I feel that you're the one that I'm in need, in love,

I know that things for you get tough, and I'm sometimes the cause of that

I can be trusted, and relied,I misbehave sometimes

You know my feelings and my confidence in working this thing out

The most I'm pleased in my so everydayish life, is you, you smile, your hand, your voice,your eyes,



And here in writing kind of poem,

From heart, but pretty bad

I tried to write a text, in whatsapp

I couldn't figure what was right)»