Kujawy

there is so much words I want to say, but I don't know how...

firstly, I want to go back to this photo, and I don't want that weekend to come to end
and I know it can't be, but I'm still dreaming that I will wake up, and surprise
holidays, or maybe last weekend, yes I don't want it to come an end

I don't know what's happening to me, when I write it I'm doing something that I haven't been doing for ages,
this is very strange

I'm trying to hate you, really I'm trying to hate you so much, but I can't

they say that between love and hate is thin border

I think it is more thick than all of you think
I want to say to you so many things, but :

'if you love somebody very hard, you want his luck, even if it hurt you very bad'

it's hard to realise, but of you do you must try

I don't know what's happening to me, I'm afraid of maybe the worst option,
all thing that I think about are bad, I don't know what to do
I don't want for nothing, some terms, fits perfectly
you heard it, when somebody say it to you, but you was sad
and think that it don't fit to you, but it fit to me perfectly
and there is one more thing

I want to know nothing, like at friday...

"...We never change, do we ? 
We never learned to leave..."

IF YOU PLANT A THING YOU MUST CARE OF IT
I plant something one year ago and now I collect fruit...

The God doesn't exist, only people by they bad action, makes that karma come back...