I wanted to get away.
Just away from him.
And I forbade any memories of the last hours.


= "Do you love me?" He took my hand in his. "Yes"
"Will you give me one last chance?" Now I looked into his eyes, she could only see very blurry, because I even started to cry.
"No!" It was only a breath. My voice broke off.
I turned around, grabbed my suitcase.
Below, I got into the next best taxi and read it all behind me