Ilya Novki

They loved each other more than life itself. Warm hugs, kisses, words, tenderness. They truly loved. They always overcame hardships together, not allowing each other to become disappointed or despair. They supported each other, like a wall. In winter, even in the harshest cold, they felt warm next to each other, and this made them forget about any frost. But nothing lasts forever. Distance separated them from each other. Far and for a long time. They did not part - they were together. They communicated through letters, calls, and most importantly, they were faithful to each other even so. Lana's family loved spontaneous and abrupt plans, so they decided to move two thousand kilometers from their hometown. Yes, it was always summer there, always warm, sun, sea. But her winters with Ilya were much warmer and livelier than her whole life in this place. After a long time, their communication gradually faded. They knew they couldn't last much longer. They said goodbye. It was painful, hard. But there was no other way to get rid of this endless feeling of heaviness in her soul. Months later, she began to dream about him. Their moments together, his laughter, the time when they were one and experienced everything. Like a message from the past that was supposed to mean something. She often cried in her sleep - she missed him madly. She constantly tried to touch him, but she couldn't. It was just a dream. When she woke up, she picked up her phone.

• Stop coming in my dreams, we already said goodbye.

read the message from Ilya on the screen. She realized that she wasn't just dreaming of him, but of him, too. Even so, they couldn't let go of each other. The distance was suffocating—they wanted to embrace each other right then and there, in a strong, warm embrace, just like before. Her trembling hands couldn't even type the message.

can't forget each other