I just wanna speak English today. Speak not fluently but expressing feelings. Speak about love, freedom, and pain. About you and me. About what has happened so long ago and almost yesterday. I want to tell you how I dream about wisdom in relations that we've never had. I want to discuss what should we do after love and in emptiness. Just in total vacuum... you know.
I'll speak with mistakes becoming confused of my naivety and my past at the same time. I hope that you'll understand why. Or may be not... But I still believe in this insight. It's almost an intuition, a feeling of person. It's impossible to falsify... I hope.
But I keep silence. Because you out of here and if you even were here you wouldn't understand me.