We often ask ourselves the question, what will happen next, someone comes along, someone goes, but we stay, we are changing, growing up, someone will ask where it all up, a time when it was good close to someone, trite say what you will find more beautiful, more kind, but no, you will remember exactly all the rights, whatever it was, if you loved, loved truly, can someone walk next to, and you think you remember everything, because many such things happen. Then you close to himself, saying all that it is better to be alone, hmm, funny is not it? And what's inside, and there, we realize that we lie to others, yes, often, but do not fool yourself. Although you can try. It all comes back, overwhelmed by a wave, and tears you to pieces, and you resist, and each time more difficult. absorb something, but do you think has not much left.BackGround