Sometimes I wonder if I didn’t try to put them together, things might be better now.
I didn’t know how sad was he for he refused to tell me what exactly had happened, until last night, when he was deeply depressed. I couldn’t accompany him for a drink which he did it first time for a girl. I was out of my mind suddenly to offer no objection to his distortion.
It isn’t cool to follow my footsteps, because fools will never make it through. Whatever he does for her will remain unknown if she shows no interest at all. All suffer is worthless, too insignificant to reach her sight.