When the quiet evening falls to the ground a quiet twilight, I sometimes think about what it would be, if I loved you.

... How could this be?

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... I guess if I loved you, you would be everything to me ... All my life. Although this is probably wrong: well, when the love for you would occupy the whole place in my soul ... After all, you probably need to be more independent, what-if ... they told me so ...

... You know ... I've seen you everywhere: in the morning sky, fallen foliage ... I felt in the autumn, for some reason always smelling of apples for me, the air.
You always would have been with me, and I - with you ...

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... I'm dreaming, can I ...? How could I, having embraced you behind your back and buried your nose in your cozy and native shoulder, listen to your breathing and, slightly adjusting yourself, start breathing in unison with you. .. That would be happiness. Happiness, if I loved you ...

... If I loved you, I would never have refused you. Even if you once left me: it happens, does not it? ... They told me ...
You would have left, but I would have loved you anyway ... Because I could not have done otherwise: I already chose you.

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... You would have left. And every day, sitting in an armchair, looking at your photo in a simple frame and stroking your face on it, lovingly touching your fingertips with yours, so familiar and necessary every moment, open to something with eyes gently smiling Something to lips, to a slightly overgrown bristles chin; in thoughtful pursuit, would be a path along the back of my nose ... And I would have thought about where you are now and whether you are all right. With all my heart I would have wished, wherever you were, that the Lord would always keep you ... And I, with all my strength, would keep you with my love.

... It would be such happiness - just to love you. But you do not need my love.

So I'm just dreaming, sitting in my favorite chair and looking at the darkness that's hanging outside the window-what would it be if I loved you?

... Just a dream. Forgive me for them.