I sent her a letter and she answered. It was about our past.
An hour ago we finished a phone call which continued 1,30h.
She told me that most of my writings are lies. She reminded me about my rudeness.
I listed my sins and my rudeness here in order never to forget them, but I deleted, because I am ashamed of myself.
God, I was a terrible man. I am still terrible person. I have to live with this guilt.
Still she wanted me to be near them. Despite my aggressiveness she still loves me as the father of her child.
She brought me dark chocolate from Paris. She knows that I adore it.
Now I know that our life was a big mistake. I ruined her best years from 16 to 30. She wanted to have family and got only sorrow from me. I lied her that I love her and only used the power of her love for my advantage.
I must never call or e-mail her or attempt going back in her life. If she needs my help I have to be there, nothing more.
