My unfinished story

I remembered the date February 12 because this day was close to Valentine’s Day, which was already beginning to come into fashion. This one is just for methe holiday never became a holiday because of February 12th. That day he said that everything between us was over. Words: “I didn’t tell you anything before, I was afraid that you would quituniversity and you’ll fail the session.”

15 years have passed, I remember these words and this look as if it happened yesterday. We met on September 1st at a training camp at the university, where we both studied in the same group. He looked at me with loving eyes for several years, but did not take any active action. But I didn’t want to see him point-blank, I didn’t like the person and that’s all. But I remember my first look at him that distant September, I remember how he was dressed and even his bag. At the same time, I don’t remember how it happened that we suddenly began to communicate, closer, closer and closer.

I remember what storms of emotions raged in my soul; I still could not decide on test-antibiotic.com my attitude towards it. And then it seemed that I understood, and he came to me forbirthday (in mid-January), yellow tulips in my hands, and some kind of disgust in my eyes, or something. There are photographs from that holiday, it’s unpleasant to look at them.

Reply toI still don’t know where this disgust in his gaze came from . But the truth always comes to light, and I wait for it. We didn’t communicate for several years after breaking up, even for studies. And then I saw that loving look again. This story is not over. And the plot development is unknown. Life is so different and so unpredictable.