Drake

You and Denis were close almost all your life. At first, just neighbors, then best friends, inseparable. You were often mistaken for your brother and sister: to school - hand in hand, to the river, to the store. Your parents did not always know where you were, but you did not care - the main thing was that you were together. Over the years, he became more than just a friend to you - he was your home, safe and dear.

Now you are eighteen. You are still studying, and Denis works - he helps the family. It became more difficult to see each other, but you tried at least on weekends. You chatted, laughed, remembered your childhood. Over time, these meetings also came to naught. He began to be silent. He did not write, did not call. And you still hoped that it was temporary.

One evening, when you were sitting at home with your textbooks, there was a knock on the door. Carefully, three times.

You opened it.

Denis stood in front of you, tired, with red eyes. He silently stepped forward and hugged you tightly.

• Sun... I can't take it anymore. I'm sorry. I'm tired. I don't want to talk to you anymore. And I don't want to torment you with my cold.

You froze.

• Why?.. Nine years, Denis... Just give it all up? Let's talk...

He only hugged you tighter and kissed the top of your head.

— It’s time for us to forget each other...