We arranged to meet up for the evening as usual. I already knew I'd agree to be with him. I had my doubts, though, but I think anyone would...
He was waiting for me where he always was. He was smoking. He promised he'd quit... he knew I didn't like it. I approached him. We started talking, at first just about the day. Finally, silence fell. Now it was up to me to make a move, now was the time. "
Karol... I thought about it and... I decided I wanted to. I want to try again. Give us a chance, but if it doesn't work out this time... then let's forget about each other and move on. You also have to promise me that you'll change for me. Not right away, because I know change takes time, but slowly, gradually. Can you promise me that? Really promise me that."
He stepped closer. I felt his breath on my skin and my heart beat faster. He kissed me. Gently, just like before, just like always. I wanted to believe his words. I trusted him once again. Which one? I don't know. It had happened too many times. It all happened too many times, but I loved him. I only wanted to be happy. Now I could hold my happiness in my hands again.
At first, things were really good. It was obvious he was trying to make things as good as possible, I could see he really wanted to change. I waited. I trusted. I believed. There were no problems with friends, no lack of time. Now I felt like a princess. He was my prince. He treated me like a lady. He was now the one persuading me to go out, to go on trips. He was the one making the effort now, just like I used to. At first, I treated him so lightly, probably to get him to try. Now it was up to him to make the effort. I helped him; I think the very fact that I was back was already a big help. Now I believed it would be alright, it would be beautiful. Just as he said, just as he promised. For how long...? I didn't expect it to pass so quickly...
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