Character: Naoko

Yesterday's mistakes are today's nightmares.

But anyway, I believe that wronged you. Was confusing and caused a lot of pain. However, thereby I was confused and hurt itself. I'm not going to make excuses or to defend yourself, but it is.

- I really will never forget? quietly, almost in a whisper she asked.
"Never," I replied. - I don't need you to forget.

- I'm sorry? And Naoko gently squeezed my hand. A few times nodded. - I didn't mean to offend you. Don't take my words to heart. No, really, I'm sorry. I'm just mad at myself.
- You're probably right - I really do not know you. I'm not a fool, but to understand some things, it takes time. It would, I had the time, I could you out. And would understand you better than anyone in this world.

We all turned a little bit, we're crazy, we don't know how to swim and gradually sink to the bottom.

The man who says he is ordinary, can not be trusted.

However, the people - they are not what they look.

In the world there are people who study the train timetables and they do it all day long. Others build matchstick meter ships. And it is not surprising that in this world someone wanted to get to know you closer.
- Out of curiosity? - strange asked Naoko.
- Maybe so. Normal people call it friendship or love. You like to call this sense of curiosity - I don't mind.

The last time it happens. I want to say something, but the words only come out some are not. Or just not something you say or do something opposite. And trying to get better, even more confused, in the direction of leaving, and then can't understand that at first I wanted to say. It's like I'm two halves of the split and run it for yourself, then from myself. Is at the center of something of such a thick column, and around it I am with a catch-up play. And every time the most right words I have another, and I, who here, in any way it can not catch up with.

If I relax, I to pieces, crumble. From the beginning I lived, and now the only way to live. One lapse in concentration then we will not be able to return. Crumble into pieces, and carry me somewhere.

I'm writing to you. I'm far more handicapped people than you can imagine. I'm sick a lot stronger than you think. The roots of this disease is very deep. So if you can go further, go alone. Don't wait for me. Don't worry about me. Do what you want. Otherwise I will sweep you off your true path. Only that I never want - I don't want to ruin your life. I told you, from time to time visit me and never forget. I wish no more.