Tate:
The day you left with your parents, I saw you off.Before you left, I hugged you tightly and promised that I would definitely come for you and take you back to Spain.However, after 10 years I was afraid that you had found someone better. For a long time I postponed the plan to write you at least a line to ask how you are, but now I have no such doubts.I decided anyway, and sitting down at the table, a sketch of beautiful words was already spinning in my head and I wrote to you.On the same day, I sent you a poem.A few days later, my book was taken apart by critics and I was invited to an interview. I was happy to go there.
- Tate, we are well acquainted with your book, your poems, and so on.However, everyone is interested in whom you have shone such wonderful words.
- Of course, I have highlighted this whole book to my beloved at the moment she is in America, and I am here in Spain.
- Please tell me if you dream of seeing your beloved again.
- More than life, I promise that I will come to her as soon as I get an answer from her.
- And if after all, after a long time, she stopped loving you and married someone else?
Tate fidgeted a bit in his seat, but still answered the interviewer's question.
- You know, once I had a dream.My beloved and I were running through an empty meadow covered with pancake straw with the most beautiful flowers. We played so hard that we fell right on top of her.We make eye contact with each other and say confessions almost on the lips.I love you...
the young interviewer girl put down her notebook and patted Tate.
- Bravo, thank you very much, Mr. Holmes, for giving me an hour of your personal time.
In response to the pleasant words from the girl, in response, he gave her a truly sweet smile that surprised him for several years.
The girl shook his hand and went outside with him. She accompanied Tate home, continuing to ask some questions about his books, poems and works.
Back at home, Tate tore off a sheet from his notebook and began writing new lines:
I've been thinking about you every day.
I've been crying out of love for you every day
I thought only about you every day.
One day a friend told me
- Come on, you think about it yourself
A lot of water has subsided, she has stopped loving you.
I haven't had a friend since.
And now I'm definitely alone
But there is still hope in my heart
On your hot, passionate love
Heed my call and remember
I'm very close...
YOU ARE READING
We were divided by cities
PoetryThe story of a cute couple: a girl named Angela came to Spain with her parents on vacation, but there she met a cute guy named Tate.