waiting for the bus at nepliget..

sitting in the nepliget park, people apssing by, everybody aims for something esle today. i dont. i sit here waiting to be again separated from my love. i know it is needed. no, not needed. it is a part of what i've decided for. i picked this way. the way which is long and dangerous but the most delicious fruits grow only here. there is just one women like here and i dont want any other. for some time we need to bare the fact of living a life alone while we know that we loose the time being together. we sacrificed it for something bigger, for something with higher value, for something what will make us happy (for sure that i doubt if i should not rather spend all the time with her)..
sitting hear and dreaming about smile on her face, she is mine.. i please her, i love her, she is my woman! is ghe will be captured i go and find her. nobody will hurt my woman. she is the one who deserves my love

talking about all this on a wednesday's morning, when she still sleeps in her flat far far from me is making me sad for many reasons.. for the reason that i spent marvelous time with her lately, for the reason that i know how marvelous she is and also from the fact of fear that if i will not be with her then i will be forgotten..