So. I do not feel like singing on the street anymore. Not every sunbeam nor cloud makes me laugh. Not even tired and bored faces of peaple early morning make me laugh. I do not dream of him anymore. Its just .... No, it is NOT great, thoght I did not want all this happen (and he did neighter), but the feeling was still great. Just to enjoy the looks in the bus when everyone looked me as a madman, who just laughs at everything and to enjoy the feeling, that nothing matters anymore... Sad but true - I am beginning to 'cure' again!
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