Disease of the brain

I don’t like your imperious and willful temper, can’t stand your superiority, obstinacy and arrogance. How could you be so haughty and majesty? Whom do you love at all? – Who ever it may be, she doesn’t deserve it.

With whom and where are you happen to be now? - Who ever it may be, with me it would be better!

What do your words mean, what do you think about, when write them, what is hidden in your heart? – A sober calculation, cunning, never at a loss strategy, standard, tested many times phrases. What a silly-billy might be a believer?

Your words kill me, hurt, give no rest, tease, and annoy me. They disturb me, but I can’t live any more without them. How seldom and greedy you are for care and attention, I’m seething with a rage, when think, that some your passion gets more.

But who you are at all, uninvited, rushed in my life, conquering, subduing, and forcing to think about you all the time.

Why I want so much to say “yes” and run at breakneck pace to you, leaving and forgetting everything? Where is my pride?

I’m ready to serve for you till the end of life, to be a carpet for your feet. Wherefore I need your worries, but I want you to share it with me. Want to be your sea of tenderness and caress, to be the absorbing and covering sea.

I want be with you. I want end up with you, to love life with you, to live beloved by you. Every day to share life with you, to return our home, tucking in our bed, to present a new life, to adore our kids!