Yes, I loved so much…fuck.
I was in a daze.
Was forced to go to sea to get well again.
Struggled like a goddamn dog during the days for her.
Later she had me study in the evenings,
so I could become a gentleman.
Then one day I came home early and she’ lying there,
with her legs in the air.
And beside her is a pale naked man staring at me.
And he’s very scared.
But he’s a gentleman.
A man with good hygiene.
Do you think she’s ashamed?
No. She said that she was finally happy.
And she was right, because desire is the only happiness.
She taught me that, and for that I’m thankful.
I couldn’t help beat the son of a bitch to death, you see…
I smashed in the skull of that gentleman.
So much for love.
…I tied a huge stone weight around his neck and then I threw…
…fuck, one never gets rid of…