Her Type of Man

I do not need anything from you. I'm lying, that I need. I need your presence, your breath, your words. I do not need anything from you. Just be present in my life! Just be somewhere, somewhere in the area of my thoughts or ways of communication. I want you to wake up and in the air sunbeams jump like words - "my only love." And I want you to know that you are loved. Never mind that it will be me or no who loves you. Ok, it can be not me, but someone very similar to me. I do not need anything from you. Just to ask you- "are you happy?”. And then you answer - "very". And about everything other I'm lying, because it is so! Because no one will understand that I just love.

Character

I can say what I think with reason, but also without… I can talk for hours about Dostoevsky's work and Van Gogh’s painting and listen about your lights, tires, engines. I can be silent and learn to understand without words. I know that everyone has his own demons, so much can understand, but to take ... It is quite another. This is possible to study but all my life. I know how to trust and to forgive, but do not always want to do it. I can not lie, but not all the time and not always. I am a child who never grows up, but in my eyes sometimes glimpses something like adult sadness. Light is drawn by shade. Sparkles of smile will be much louder when they come from the depth of the soul! I make a step, I make a choice and I know that I will need to pay for it: it is something like a life analogue of the concept of opportunity cost. I love everything strong and sincere. I love men and respect women (from the primitive solidarity). Sometimes I can be cruel with people, but only b

Interests

My hobby is to believe, that everything will be great… That after rain we always have sun… Wake up in the morning. Dead sky. Dead thoughts. Heart is covered with ice crust. And it does not melt. Nothing. And joy, is slowly dying. And then happiness comes in the gentle fluffy mittens, pats you on the cheek and says: - I am here. I'm always here and I will not go away. Death - it seemed, and I am truly here! Everything may die, but I'll stay. And pats your cheek, till you would not believe.