Dear Anna,
I'm writing from Leba,where 2 years ago
we took our only vacation.
I took the train to Stettin,then I hitchhiked and walked
along the tracks.
The rest of the trip was on the old fishing boat.
Just like we did back then.
And now I sit here wondering why I went through all this again.
I was so happy when I back then that I didn't know what to do.
I never thought things wound end this way.
I can't think of anything but you and the dreams that won't fulfilled now,
because I was a stupid idiot.
I know I made the same mistake you made.
Who did what with or without feelings doesn't matter.
I know I hurt you,and that makes me very sad.
You asked me to forgive you,and I said it wasn't so simple.
It is simple,
if I my swallow my dumb,male pride.
I'm doing that now.
As I do it,all the angry is gone.
Instead...
I'm empty and sad.
Anna,I don't know what to do.
I miss you so m…
