Nothing is so good it lasts eternally, perfect situations must go wrong. But this has never yet prevented me, wanting far too much for far too long. Looking back I could have played it differently, won a few more moments who can tell. But it took time to understand the man, now at least I know I know him well. Wasn't it good, wasn't he fine, isn't it madness he can't be mine. But in the end he needs a little bit more than me, more , security. His fantasy and freedom, I know him so well. No one in your life is with you constantly, no one is completely on your side. And though I move my world to be with him, still the gap between us is too wide. Looking back I could have played it differently, learned about the man before I fell. But I was ever so much younger then, now at least I know I know him well. Wasn't it good etc