music at full volume in their ears.
A song that she usually brings to other thoughts.
And yet they can not engage in it today, can not feel the song.
It is pouring rain, as it relates to the busy roads moving and beginning on the way home, but she feels the rain any more than this special song.
Perhaps because it is one, with the rain.
Because the rain does what she can not.
Because of the rain, her tears crying.
Once again, it opens the mail box.
In the hope of a letter.
hope of finally redeeming this letter.
But again he is not there.
Not farthest in the corner.
Nor between advertising leaflets.
Sadly she finally sits down in her apartment.
If a photo album from the shelf and look for the photos, the person she is so important and which are not yet registered.
you stroked the photos and remember the time, in what she has joined.
Only recently she told a friend that she would not care if the person no longer registered.
But is it really matter?
not matter if it is why she hopes the letter, which shows her that everything is the same?
Why do they wait for the phone to rings and she finally heard this one particular voice?
is why you look sad when they look at the old photos?
And why crying her heart with longing, because she feels that it's over?
the sadness was replaced, destroyed by the hope and desire is gone, after that a man has now turned into despair.
She is desperate because she is afraid that this is what occurred, what they both never thought that it could happen.
you have lost the and can not find anymore.
She is torn.
they should be free to choose the number and take the initiative?
Or should they accept it easily?
the heart to keep it as something special and it had been before?
they should close look ahead and start a new life without these people?
And if they did, would not be missing something crucial here?
would provide the missing piece in their heart, not anything else in the background and wonderful things that happened overshadow that?
For a while she wrote a letter every day.
letters that could not send them.
She lacked the strength for it.
But one day, she had the courage and has sent one of these letters.
this a letter that explained everything.
showed why they had each other.
It is this letter remains unanswered.
As if it had never existed.
Back it remains.
alone.
And they feel the tears running down her face.
felt every single tear that rolled down her cheeks hot.
Lets all get out and believes himself to feel better then.
And yet she knows that the next day, again full of hope will be on a sign.
will wait again to be desperate at the end of the day yet again because nothing has changed.
A We is not here anymore.
But they may still not always accepted.
clings to the idea that it was not in vain, to have sent them a letter.
believe that everything can be good.
that nothing has changed.
hopes And again, the moment when this man stands before her, takes her in his arms and tells her. "I love you, unconditionally"
emerged in October 2010
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