Near, but probably not that much.

When I saw him again right now, near now maybe . Too damn near ... near , but probably not that much nearer , too damned close - again - right ... then ... "Anyway , how is your other not a very nice , dear friend , you see , or was his dear mother , today , too soon? ?" - "No problem".

His gentle voice asked her quietly enough, anyway now though again. Quietly: yes indeed, now please do something right here, baby please stop, it now please no please do nothing now please, no nothing yet .

He kissed my arm and grinned again broadly, then left again quickly afterwards. Alone, alone now. Too soon after lunch time arrived home, late again. Tonight morning after tomorrow morning too quickly, after tonight too fast too.

I waited for him. Waited silently again longer. Now longer, still silent, now longer quiet anymore. Silent then, quiet now. Silent now, still silent again, then nothing more .

When I was already desperated , too hot inside you, already know this! Already exists here, already too quickly, now no way around this shit now ! . . shit . Damn it now ? ! Inside me now, now here too, now there, not there yet still waiting now. "There no wait anymore yet !" - no response then. Silence returned then, resumed silence continued on ahead, then another sound appeared again ahead, then stopped again. Silence answered it again ahead, still quiet, now stopped.

"Dear mister" - mr smith replied dryly enough. Now though reluctantly back home now anyway. Again now, again anyway etc.