Diary
"I would like to be so beautiful that love would come to me like children to the park; that it would love me like birds love the sky. That it would gather crowds of lovers like our beloved Pope gathers the faithful. That my eyes could see the inside of human souls, and tears and happiness would not be foreign to me. And then it would be beautiful, because I could love, I could think, dream and dream. And I would walk down the street, and with me the laughter of passers-by and nice gestures and I would know every person, because I would be beautiful... but unfortunately I am not so beautiful that love would want to love me, that I could love myself. I would have to try very hard, work a lot, but I am lazy, evil, mean and love cannot love me."
My beautiful wife wrote this in her diary as a 14-year-old (I found it in the attic many years later). Throughout all the years of our relationship, I knew and saw that there is no more beautiful woman in real life. On TV, in glossy magazines, yes, I saw her. Even today, having quite a lot of experience in male-female relationships, it is difficult to be with such a star. Yes, sometimes you can temporarily see a woman-angel on the street or on the Internet... If I had a choice, I would never exchange my wife's love for other pleasures, but since I do not decide about it, I am bad and evil...
In the photo she is 15 years old, when we were already together
Diary
"I would like to be so beautiful that love would come to me like children to the park; that it would love me like birds love the sky. That it would gather crowds of lovers like our beloved Pope gathers the faithful. That my eyes could see the inside of human souls, and tears and happiness would not be foreign to me. And then it would be beautiful, because I could love, I could think, dream and dream. And I would walk down the street, and with me the laughter of passers-by and nice gestures and I would know every person, because I would be beautiful... but unfortunately I am not so beautiful that love would want to love me, that I could love myself. I would have to try very hard, work a lot, but I am lazy, evil, mean and love cannot love me."
My beautiful wife wrote this in her diary as a 14-year-old (I found it in the attic many years later). Throughout all the years of our relationship, I knew and saw that there is no more beautiful woman in real life. On TV, in glossy magazines, yes, I saw her. Even today, having quite a lot of experience in male-female relationships, it is difficult to be with such a star. Yes, sometimes you can temporarily see a woman-angel on the street or on the Internet... If I had a choice, I would never exchange my wife's love for other pleasures, but since I do not decide about it, I am bad and evil...
In the photo she is 15 years old, when we were already together