If You Only Knew...

Before I left, I asked: «Tell me, do you love me?» You took a long time to answer, and then stubbornly dropped: «I feel good with you. Isn't that enough?». At that moment, I once again realized that I am capable of embellishing absolutely everything womanishly - my life, the feelings of my beloved man, the world around me.

«If You Only Knew…» - this is the story of a woman's despair. A story that can only be told to the snow-white pages of a diary. It is a story about feelings, doubts, expectations, and those fears that most often help to start life anew.