I. I need you
March 14, 2025 at 5:31 AM
Sometimes, on dark sleepless nights,
I wonder, if we were enough brave
How would finish our sad story,
Maybe as love till the grave?
We could become something important?
Not just pages of diary and pictures.
Maybe, I could’ve let you
Brade my hair. Ignoring all strictures
I would even share a cigarette,
If you offered — I wouldn’t refuse,
Tho I never wanted to smoke,
But I wouldn’t find an excuse
To say no and stop sacrificing
For you even there’s no any need.
From the start, I knew how it’ll finish,
Tho believed till the end, and indeed
In this dirty, worn out city,
Not a dream from us did remain.
I required just those three words
To find arguments and to stay
To tolerate your stupid antics
Until end of perpetual winter.
I asked for just simple sorry
And truthful, sincere “I need you.”