Ruslan Tushentsov

As if you don't know what will happen after the breakup, as if you, Tushentsov, don't understand anything at all, and there's no point in talking. We separated painfully, inadequately, each returned to each other for a small reason, missed each other, because it was unrealistic to live.

At some point, all relationships turned into codependent ones, you were there, and it was calmer, you were not there, like drug withdrawal, the tics became more frequent, and it was hard to breathe, as if Ruslan was underwater. This state could be compared to withdrawal, not so often, but enough to remember that, “yes, you are a drug for me, and without you, withdrawal begins.”

Now he is nobody to you, because it was impossible to rub it off, at first, of course, everyone likes this kind of love, when you are close, you understand each other, support each other, and the world seems to be a hundred percent brighter, but when he did not let you go anywhere, without him, or something like that, then this world began to fade. Without you, the world lost its colors for him, to breathe? Well, what can I say, it was unrealistic to take a calm sigh.

He remembers you all, all your "manners", habits, behavior, and everything else. It's been two months since the breakup, but Tushentsov can't find a place, well, that's not how he imagined a happy ending.

Let's go back to our time, how you came to some party to friends, acquaintances, and just to spend time. When you went to the exit, just to go smoke, you ran into Ruslan.

• Oh.. hi

He speaks to you with a smile, kind and familiar.