Damn bitch, I naobiecywałaś treasures of this world, just to bring me ashore and there to leave. At home every evening looked into your eyes and you rozsnuwałaś me the illusion of real, enticing images. Talking about an adventure with a great chance for a peaceful life free from struggle, disappointment and hopelessness stuffy. Szeptałaś my ear, and I closed my eyes and gave the bear a sense of omnipotence and absolute control of their destiny. Then I fell asleep in your arms, full of impatience and a quiet confidence at the same time, and you kołysałaś calming my soul. You need to admit it - you were great mistress.
Bitch.
Now, when I needed you most, you leave me. Your promises were without coverage. Visions, which to me snułaś, burned like ants under a magnifying glass unruly reality.
imagined that you are important, it is worth to you in a while to give up the current life. Now I know that the most important things I had been there, at home. were, because I kazałaś abandon them. Is this your revenge with the fact that you were never number 1 on my list? That has always been in my life, things more important, more compelling than the chase for you? I should have listen to myself and continue to act according to their rules. Instead, I decided to try and give you a chance. You use it you decided to play with me for years of being in the shade.
Now, when you decide you go, I have only myself. But I can. In spite of you and your insidious whispers - I can. You can not win. In fact przegrałaś already, because if I have any doubt, today I am sure that I do not intend to participate in the race for your charms.
you are, what you wanted. Fuck you to the grave.
You were 25, now you were my only one ... you
