Even when we know that our feelings are nowhere ... when we know that there is and will not be an answer to them ... when life teaches us for the hundredth time (and sometimes too cruelly) how dangerous it is to believe and trust, to open our souls, hearts and thoughts, to give yourself, your time, and sometimes your world to someone who may never appreciate it ...
Believe, wait and forgive ... isn't this the eternal female destiny? And we say to ourselves hundreds of times that “NO, NO, WE ???? YES FOR NOTHING IN LIFE! Let others wait and believe, but we will not let our own ... ”Oh, how can we give time to others ... and first of all to ourselves.
Do we not believe that after all HE will change, come, with flowers and a heart in the palm of our hand ... are we recklessly awaiting a call ... sms ... a meeting, albeit accidental, but certainly one that will turn our life upside down ... not Do we forgive so quickly and so easily, even when the wounds have not yet healed, and the heart is so restless? ..
And all this for the sake of the only "possible" ...
Maybe this is my chance ...
Perhaps he is the same ...
Perhaps this is fate ...
Perhaps he will change his mind ...
Perhaps it was just a terrible dream and everything will return, and it will be as before ...
Perhaps I will never be unbearably lonely and painful again ...
We don’t believe statistics, where there are more divorces than happy marriages, we don’t watch the news, we don’t listen to our friends and acquaintances ... we close our eyes and fly away to the world where everything is different, where our life is all those countless "possibly" that have come true ... and from where you do not want to return in the morning ...
And, of course, you cannot argue with the truth of life, and illusions disappear over time, and the pain of disappointment makes each new “possibly” more difficult and weak ... BUT ... we love, with all our heart and soul, and miracles happen to us ...
And especially on New Year's Eve ...

Yes, maybe ...