texts: You could love me. It is so long since I have heard that word. Nobody has loved me for a long time. It is so icy-cold to be famous. One is so cruelly alone. How is it that you -- Let me look at you. Your hands. Your eyes. Why could you love me?
labels: I saw you just now -- then I saw you cry -- and now I see you in the mirror -- Grusinskaya...