Thursday, 17 November 2011

November in New York

I never realized how hard it is to die. And whatching you die is even worse.

I have nothing left to say to you, but how could it be that I have nothing left to say?

I wanted more time. I think I got it.

I love you. I love you eternally, without beginning or end, outside any space or time.

1 comment:

Dima said...

I wish there's anything to say to make you feel better, But i guess it's life and you're lucky to have this time with him.. I'm so sorry

Love you