If I were a different man, I could express what I'm feeling with one sentence.
I wouldn't be sitting amidst these ruins and making fuses.
One simple sentence.
I know. I'm not very handsome or eloquent.
I'm not a blindman after all.
I could tolerate a lot, but surely not betrayal and stupidity.
Darling. You are supposed to be educated so well, and it didn't occur to you that I would be determined enough to fullfil your expectations.
That I would understand what you are talking and – what's more important – that I would notice.
You didn't suspect that I was observant.
Now I've got just one small request I repeat like a mantra:
Stay away from me, you fucking bitch!