), It Seems To Me, It Is Possible After

), it seems to me, it is possible after that or for the rest of the life to go and happily to smile, or - not to live at all: such happiness was - and anything it is not necessary any more. You do not become angry. I cannot about other. After all mentally sick do not change the ideas: or it Napoleon, or - "on will! In a pampas" At me you - my fixed idea, and I as am torn to you and anything else I can not live. I love you for all. I can suffer because of you: "Well as you can, well why you such?!" Here you were angry. To me at you to look awkwardly, you and it is a pity to me, and it is insulting for you, and I become angry: what for you with me so? I love you, when you - soft. I love you, and when you on me. I love you - both strong, and wise. Also I love you - for me ridiculous, naive, the boy. I much you what love! I love you. At first I have felt at once your force. I know it. But I know in you and another, children's, and with this knowledge - pines smothering, and I ask: My God, give the chance to me - to press his head to itself, to protect! I believe: would touch with a cheek your breast, would touch lips, has spent a hand and to you would become easier, quieter.