I'm just a habit

can not refuse to start, my avenue is to end resistance. In this relationship, I have been in a passive, always waiting for you, waiting for your call, so you come to me, waiting for you ... is my most important thing every day. To you, I put down my dignity,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], my personality, reversible left me with nothing but pain, eyes closed, thinking that I could forget, but do not live up to expectations tears streaming down. For a long time,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], struggling in pain, began to fear you, afraid to face all between us, I choose to escape again and again. I have convertd, and be less like himself. One day, I suddenly found myself smiling, laughing so happy, that smile made me feel eccentric, I put it originally imprisoned for so long. Finally understand,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I'm just a habit, accustomed to think of you, when you used to think of sad. Time is really watered down everything, including my feelings for you, I feel it was pale, and this moment, I was happy. I never really see very important to you,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but has been reluctant to let go.

But that was before, now I will not. May be put in front of you before your perfect disguise,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], you never really know me, I gave up that really gave up, I will never regret it.

I really do not understand what do you mean, we have long been over, is not it? This will unique make me more you hate, I now think you're out, every word you say, everything you do, all made me feel impatient.

I'm sure I do not like you. This is what I invariably wanted to tell you say, but I have failed to say, not becautilize you could not bear, because I do not have the heart, this is the only thing I can not bear you. So, you can not Do not make me one. Afford this kind of thing you should take the next place and continue to dwell too tedious, you are very good,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], so you will find better, we have not, you can understand, right?

now I have my life, I am sure that there is not you. I hope you will let me, really want .....

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The path led to a tiny village perched on the steep sides of a mountain. The place consisted of a straggling unmade road which was lined on either side by small houses. Even under a clear blue sky, the village looked forbidding, as all the houses were built of grey mud bricks. The village seemed deserted, the only sign of life being an ugly-looking black goat on a short length of rope tied to a tree in a field nearby. Sitting down on a dilapidated wooden fence near the field, we opened a couple of tins of sardines and had a picnic lunch. All at once, I noticed that my wife seemed to be filled with alarm. Looking up I saw that we were surrounded by children in rags who were looking at us silently as we ate. We offered them food and spoke to them kindly, but they remained motionless. I concluded that they were simply shy of strangers. When we later walked down the main street of the village, we were followed by a silent procession of children. The village which had seemed deserted, immediately came to life. Faces appeared at windows. Men in shirt sleeves stood outside their houses and glared at us. Old women in black shawls peered at us from doorways. The most frightening thing of all was that not a sound could be heard. There was no doubt that we were unwelcome visitors. We needed no further warning. Turning back down the main street, we quickened our pace and made our way rapidly towards the stream where we hoped the boatman was waiting.