4:20am; sedim u kamosky v byte; ona spi a aka je pri tom strasne zlata :) rozmyslam, ake to bude, ked ju budem musiet opustit a vratit sa na slovensko... veru 7 tyzdnov nie je nic moc -- a bojim sa toho...

bojim sa, ze ju stratim; ze zrazu nebude na tomto svete pre mna nikoho, nikoho, komu by na mne naozaj zalezalo.

i love being with her, talking for hours, holding her hand, listening to her playing the flute... i love her hair, i love when she's being silly; i love how she never gets mad; i love her.

i love her more than just a friend and even though i know it can't work, i still can't help it and just shut-off my emotions. i can't just like not think about her -- in fact -- all i can think about is her; somehow all my thoughts end up on her...

i don't know what to do, but there's really nothing i could do; just wait it out, be friends forever... but still.........