at this time

this time it is especially sad that it did not work out,
 last time I was not sorry at all,
 the year before last it was overly complicated,
 everything that was previously - in principle, about anything.
 
 every night, left alone, I look for a miscalculation,
 why didn't anything happen again?
 I can't really blame myself or anyone else,
 but at least work on yourself again,
 analyze, reflect, and change...
 
 eternal fear, drowning out love, so in me rings,
 that I can't figure out how to keep my distance.
 
 I, too, will find something to say to you & quot;sorry".
 I want to say "thank you" again for a lot of things.
 
 I don't know how to do it right,
 I don't know why it happened,
 but not to regret after all that was,
 time was good.
 
 and we are still not afraid to try, make mistakes, believe that there will be new,
 and this, of course, is important,
 and this is the power.


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