I have been waiting and waiting. My life with you is waiting. Waiting today to share my happiness about my first grade here in Greece, waiting in Estonia, when you come and I can feel free, waiting in planes, buses, trains, ships. Waiting my period to come, waiting my prom-dress to get ready, waiting to find an apartment, waiting your letter, waiting your call. Waiting you to forgive me, waiting to say I am sorry, waiting to be calm, waiting to be healthy.
I am tired, I am so tired if you only could know.
All quiet in the western front. I am tired, no change, I don´t change.
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