Thoughts

Time goes. You become more adult. People round you vary. At times you any more do not see in them those whom knew before acquaintance. But the world on former remains such... Paradox. At times it seems we are turned in the opposite direction. And in the world there is only one person - you. When you find that whom you love, you lose everything, but in replacements you receive - its love, in due course - words, then - a pain and emptiness. You do not wish to lose, that love, but you not to be afraid to lose because the love has passed. One question. How so can be? Words - I love you, it is possible to say time in a life, then it only echoes. Means there is no love? And all our words of boxes? But how to cope with a pain which you feel? And any more you do not understand that it is better, to love silt and to be to one. Never to feel a pain and taste of tears. But all the same, on all words, insults, you continue to love, that hates you.