• How many hands I left!  How many hands left!  It started a long time ago;  Neighborhood friend, friend of friend, little known face;  Then close friends, close relatives!  Feelings in the throat;  Thousands of words in the classroom's wall;  How it all ends;  unconditional love, household dreams, thats end in a moment!  Dear friends, colleagues, companions, left hands one by one;  The long-distance train leaves the station alone as if asleep in the night!  The way I sat up in a bad dream, I thought, I didn't see Kisyu;  I try to think like that, no, no one gave up, everything is as it was before !!!  When I wake up,

I remember that they are nothing but comfort!  In fact, I can not hold hands, or do not know ?!  Probably holding on too much;  Everyone escapes leaving their hands in a state of suffocation!  Or something else ?!

First foreign tour;  The inside is monotonous;  Someone said, 'I won't cook meat until you return;'  she knew how much her cook's meat was my favorite!  But she did not want to keep me close; In agony,  loosened her fist!

She would fill her hand with the gift of the nuts bought with salaries money that she was helpless, she also thought for a moment to turn his face!  In a hurry she pulled another beloved!  Mili also stopped talking, saying that she had said everything effortlessly;  Trust, love, you drowned all my words in the water!

And this idiot, I still sat there for a whole year, wondering which of my hands had been left behind.  I sat down to think I didn't really deserve anything;  Trust, love, friendship are just words;  she does not know how to save the relationship;

Even then, I am surprised to see that even after all this, some people are still looking for my way;  Wants to call next to love;  Knowing the shortcomings, she wants to caress them !!!  I'm scared though, I don't want to admit it is, maybe not at all!  Yet some people for no reason, really love this idiot!  Surprisingly, the mind wants to correct all the mistakes for them;  The mind wants to hold back as many hands as are left;  When I hit him, willingly or unwillingly, he wants to take everything back and start from the beginning ...!  Big mind wants to hold hands again ..!

The big mind wants to live anew ...

Once again, the big mind wants to live with a new hand.

P.S.

 In this 'bad time' I have shown unconditional love to all those who have loved me;