No, I Could Not Be Your Wife Any

No, I could not be your wife any there under the account. Thought earlier: would get on. No. It is terrible to tell, but I with them with all bad would make something. And you know, correctly that we with you have not floated anywhere as offered trade union. I would not transfer the such: you - nearby and now, both in the evening, and at night, both tomorrow, and still tomorrow, and still then. At me such - would not sustain heart. Or - nerves and then I somewhere would dive, has jumped - with this impossible happiness, I simply would choke it. And you on funeral would not become angry about me and when you would began to reproach, made a helpless gesture: "Yes there is no it, and what cannot be cured must be endured!" And now I am. And at me comes to an end last molecules of oxygen, cylinders - empty. And yesterday again dreamt about you. Went on any ladder, and you began to kiss me. The such will dream? And I at what? Generally, I very much for a long time already at night do not sleep almost.