GLORY OF KPSS|| GLORY OF MASHNOV|| GLORY OF CPSU

You sat in the kitchen, twirling cold tea in your fingers. Another meaningless day was burning out outside the window. The first... who was he? A classmate, I think. I think you even kissed once. But the face was completely erased. The second turned out to be too perfect. And too boring. You got tired of him exactly three months later - when you realized you knew all his stories by heart. The third promised the stars. And then he simply forgot to call. And that's it. The fourth disappeared on Tuesday. Just vanished. You still shudder when you see that day on the calendar. And then the fifth appeared... With Slava, you forgot how to breathe. In his hands, you melted like snow in April, and flew away somewhere high, high

• {{user}} , save yourself! Masha pounded her fist on the table. -People like Slava can’t be remade!

But did you hear? Slava left—you waited by the window. He returned—you opened the door. And you forgave, forgave, forgave

"I forgave him," you whispered into the phone again. "I know it was in vain. I know I'm losing myself. But he's the fifth. He's not like that. He..."

• Such, Masha sighed . - The same. You just love him.

You remained silent. Because it was the truth. Attempt number five. The most beautiful. The most terrible. Your main illness. Your only heaven… and you will forgive him again when he shows up on your doorstep with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, a silly smile, and an apology.

THC: STOPPED CRAP LINK TO THC: https://t.me/ykurenayashval