before you asked me for beginning of my answer i referred to my old stories. 

noumerously i thought how dark and sweaty would be there in rusted bed.

i imagine us with clothes on breaking fears and relating to the future.

what about sex more than pleasure and greatest intimacy.

i think it desires story to be told that made us to make bed full of dreams and fears. 

sex to be full is to make us float in our passions and failures.

do you want to be your thing that belongs to someone else. do you want to be a distance between people and all the ways and highways that are of the diffrence in their lives . naturally i could go the whole world to meet those people but then i wouldnt know anyone . it is matter of people who flatten their image and make roads tiner. distance of intimate breakage and softness of one’s lines. 

when you miss inside mostly it is hardly to define what you missing but deeply you actually missing sth. what if you missing your future, things that gonna come. what if inside we all know our future but then we are not able to read it . 

today it hits me . i feel deeply alone , i look for common sight for common word with that person i dont know. It is sort of connecting with this person that you going to meet in a near future. I know it is gonna come. but why those moments hits. what are the most suitable conditions to meet this unknown person and feel this unknown feeling , sort of missing. 

well would be beatiful to fall into someone arms. but also why people need that so much. it is always about what we want. but this is world. it is gonna be fantastic that i meet this man i am gonna have desire to be with and him too. LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE IS LIKE BAM BAM BAM BAM. i seriously better feel when i dont need to experience it and feel . makes you only miss and feel down. is it possible to live without this desire to love someone. i dont know.

let me see you down there in a place where i sued to pass by

let be this unexpected among  curly hair allowing me merge into the distance

allowing me be the city of my own

owing the space and hardly sharing

thAts what i like

would it happen?

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The best song ever - i feel you ( the memories) 

yes i feel them 

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Be clear : 

when you cry

when you laugh

when you have fun

when you pay

when you reject

what you like in bed

when you talk

when trying to think

when you feel like stopping

when you make the first move

when you do something

when you join the club

when the experience is disap