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An empty room, where my strange thoughts gather.

I write a message and erase it again, as my psychologist advises.

I'm tired of being bored and sad that you're too busy.

I wake up in the morning, the phone is silent, your lines are in my ears - here we go.

I live another day and everything is generally fine.

I'm crying less and eating more.

I smile again, look at the stars, and even put words together.

Life will get better - for sure, it seems there are simply no other options.

But it's snowing again, and I remember the way you looked at me.

The noise of the city makes me stop thinking about you.

And again I forget.

Who I am.

An empty room, a minimum of thoughts, trying to collect myself.

Learning to trust, believe in people, and not be afraid.

I'll be disappointed more than once, but it will get a little easier.

After a strangely difficult January, the sun will come out in February.

I desperately believe that everything is no coincidence. Trying to convince myself of the main idea that everything will be fine soon

If it was fate, as they say, we would have met later

But again, everything ended as always

Unrequited and complicated

The noise of the city will make

I don't think about you anymore

And again I forget

Who I am

The noise of the city will make

I don't think about you anymore

And again I forget