suddenly I realize - it's winter..
and not only outside my window, but also between
us. This winter is so fuckin freakin cold,
not only outside, but also inside.time comes,
time goes, seasons change, after the winter
comes the spring, after the spring comes the
summer... but the spring between us wont come
again.It's eternal winter.but was there ever
a summer or some other season between us? And
what now? I couldn't even say "hi" to you,
but how would I, if I didn't even say goodbye..
Garastāvoklis:: 
tired
Mūzika: sex and the city
