Я могу точно сказать, сколько прошло времени. 1 год, 7 месяцев и 22 дня.
Нет, я не подсчитывала каждый день с заммиранием сердца, просто мы остановились на варианте "мы - пара" на праздновании НГ.
Все закончилось.
Чуть-чуть грустно, да, чуть-чуть щипет глаза. Но... Диалог с мамой:
- Ты расстроилась?
- Да нет.
- А я думаю, что расстроилась.
- Немного. Куда меньше, чем должна бы.
Lay a whisper on my pillow,
Leave the winter on the ground.
I wake up lonely, there's air of silence
In the bedroom and all around.
Touch me now, I close my eyes and dream away.
It must have been love
But it's over now.
It must have been good
But I lost it somehow.
It must have been love
But it's over now.
From the moment we touched
'till the time had run out.
Make-believing we're together,
That I'm sheltered by your heart.
But in and outside I've turned to water
Like a teardrop in your palm.
And it's a hard Christmas day, I dream away.
It must have been love
But it's over now,
It was all that I wanted,
Now I'm living without.
It must have been love
But it's over now,
Iit's where the water flows,
It's where the wind blows.
(c)Roxette "It must have been love"
Хочу к папе.