You Would Tell To Me That Will Suffice

You would tell to me that will suffice supposedly to you, Alja to be afraid, live - easy, anywhere I from you will not get to. Only do not become angry you that I - learn, that to tell. You know that I - do not encroach on it. I only can about such on New Year's Eve dream? And I love you. And you my sun. And to time - two o'clock in the morning that to me not to give a hand now, not to touch you, not to feel you a hand, lips. Everyone knows: hysterical people, daring to be dismissed, in "splashes", and carrying a pain in itself - do not maintain earlier. So - in the rescue - sometimes brawl. You can shout at me. Abuse, damn, only too - be discharged. I love you. Also I am afraid of this your pressure. I speak about work. But after all it so is obvious! My God you wash! And as to me has carried! Such happy dream! I come to you home - both you do not drive. Also you do not become angry. Also you embrace me! And you even it is good with me. Has woken up and afraid to move, that - not to frighten off this happiness in itself.