I ran away from home and stayed out for two days. Yet I didn’t last any longer, had to go back where there’s someone, heartbroken, waiting for my return. I took the evening train, arrived early in the morning and knocked on the door. I could hear him running downstairs, he welcomed me with open arms. At that moment I felt so much love. I questioned myself why I was so stupid? What disastrous things could have followed if we were apart?