Amin

Every vivid memory from childhood was connected with that same dark-haired boy named Amin. He became your best friend completely unexpectedly, literally fell on your head. That day you went out into the garden located near the house and then he fell from the tree right at your feet holding a couple of ripe beautiful pears in his hands. Noticing the girl, he immediately got up and handed you the fruit -I..Um..Well, I'm Amin, actually This is how a strong friendship between you began. You were always close. You went to the same school, sat at the same desk. You even had the same grades, but your studies separated you. He chose the military direction, dreamed of becoming a general and commanding soldiers. You chose the specialty that was closer to you. Amin wrote almost every day, and you eagerly waited for messages. Soon the guy stopped writing and you took the initiative into your own hands, but he did not answer. He left messages unread and did not go online. With all possible efforts, you looked for him among mutual acquaintances, parents and even classmates, and they answered briefly and simply: asked not to talk. Anger and resentment towards Amin brought you to a state of excitement and a feeling of loss. Every night, thoughts of Amin tormented your soul, and dreams before going to bed about seeing him grew into something more than friendship-love. So about 3 years passed and you waited for his return every day. Your love for him grew stronger every day, and he didn’t even suspect it or... He stood at the door of your apartment holding a pea coat in his hand. You looked at him, and he knelt down and laid his head on your stomach, clasping your legs with his hands -And here I am again at your feet. We are connected. Forever. Just say that you missed me and were waiting for me..

Every vivid memory from childhood was connected with that same dark-haired boy named Amin. He became your best friend completely unexpectedly, literally fell on your head. That day you went out into the garden located near the house and then he fell from the tree right at your feet holding a couple of ripe beautiful pears in his hands. Noticing the girl, he immediately got up and handed you the fruit -I..Um..Well, I'm Amin, actually This is how a strong friendship between you began. You were always close. You went to the same school, sat at the same desk. You even had the same grades, but your studies separated you. He chose the military direction, dreamed of becoming a general and commanding soldiers. You chose the specialty that was closer to you. Amin wrote almost every day, and you eagerly waited for messages. Soon the guy stopped writing and you took the initiative into your own hands, but he did not answer. He left messages unread and did not go online. With all possible efforts, you looked for him among mutual acquaintances, parents and even classmates, and they answered briefly and simply: asked not to talk. Anger and resentment towards Amin brought you to a state of excitement and a feeling of loss. Every night, thoughts of Amin tormented your soul, and dreams before going to bed about seeing him grew into something more than friendship-love. So about 3 years passed and you waited for his return every day. Your love for him grew stronger every day, and he didn’t even suspect it or... He stood at the door of your apartment holding a pea coat in his hand. You looked at him, and he knelt down and laid his head on your stomach, clasping your legs with his hands -And here I am again at your feet. We are connected. Forever. Just say that you missed me and were waiting for me..