I was wrong.

For the first time I was wrong with this girl.
I was sure I crossed the line of what I can say and what I shouldn't.
I've gone too far appearing my thoughts. I knew that.
I've reconciled with fate she'll never write again.

This was the reason I've started this blog.

I was under shower spiting on my own stupidity. When I walked out I glanced on to my laptop.
Freezed dead for a second. :) There was a sign glittering: "You've got a new message on..."

I throw away my towel and ran to the computer - it was her.

She explained herself, she has a mess in her heart and mind, she's so exhausted (she left her home at 7AM, and back afetr 10PM). I understood that, I know what it feels like.
She asked me to translate on to polish the shor dialogue I wrote a day before - that's nice :)
and I hope intriguing enough to extend her skills in language :)
There was something else she didn't wrote, I'm not sure what was that, that make her heart trembling... I've a few suspicions, but only suspicions.

Anyway, my conclusions were far to early. She's different, she's seem to be better than the others.