God, I ask you: How love can be bad?

Will I make it? You just need to wishper in my ear the anwer and I will be fine. Why? Love can be bad, my Lord?

Must sleep. Ned to rest. 45 years afhter and you did dis to me again. I was a good boy, stay out of trobles… why now again. What do I have to learn? ‘Case is kiling me right know. Bless me. Whisper into my ear. Please. Do limit the amount of my sufering…


… and of course pathetic. But that´s nothing. You and me know that. Amen.