. You With Me, Always, Constantly. I As With

. You with me, always, constantly. I as with you speak, as I give a hand sometimes - to touch, me of you - not to cure. Well, has passed nine months, well there will be a year, two, three. I love you, and all here! Not so: "ah, you with me , well and I!." I do not manage without you, I will not manage. The such Somewhere will fly: without you - the life became without sense, without the purpose. Yes in depth I know: did not become, because all the same you - are. I love you. Therefore - also I believe in a life "there, behind horizon, there, somewhere there." There, where you. I love you. It is easy to tell - " ". Yes, of course, character at me sufficed, yes after all these breakdowns went not so much through reason and a reason, how many through heart. And consequently to supersede from memory it is suffering not to fight as on a deadly harpoon on a question: well, why, why so this world is ridiculously arranged? - To dull a usual pain undercover, I have begun to stick. To stick day and night.