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I am writing you that was not able to say. Although it's too late to write about what happened in a letter that I never sent, and that you do not get that, how you teach, you need to burn off after you're done. My feelings can burn… and the pain… How? I do not remember. . how do you say? oh yes. . and the pain that is inside you. I do not want innuendo. I would be stupid if it were not up to his mistakes. I was wrong. I screwed up, I'm somewhere in a hurry. . I rush things, do not deal with the fact that I could not just clinging to the past. Looking back, wanting to forget, but never stopped to remember. . What a fool I am, I wanted to live in the past. I'm stuck in this time. Not just… do not… do not forgive yourself falling in love anymore. What is the secret of the future, Gene? Can to fix it and move on. Look… so much so that the muddy image became clear. . that happened to you in the past. I do not want to wait for miracles. . If only life prodolzhalas.da. . no. . Yes. . no. . yes, no, yes, no. I just want to clear, but it's not up to me, and from you.
I love you… (c)