The hours passed. We both had a good meal. I was standing next to him, and he was sweeping one hand over my shoulder. Silence was burning, and our gaze was taken somewhere in the distance.
-I hurt you:-You asked me if I didn't move.
I looked at it. Not long after, he followed my example. Our eyes were caught, and we looked at each other.
-What it means:-I asked astonished
His face was somehow altered. He seemed tired and exhausted.
-well......:-The insecurity in his voice proličavaše.-It seems I reminded you of a lot of things that you obviously didn't want to remember.:-You talked so quietly.
-No problem:-I calmed him down.
I smiled slightly and put one hand on his head, trying to pet him. My experience was successful, and it seems that he felt good.
-I bet you can't beat me:-I told him, trying to change the subject.
-For what:-he doesn't seem to understand anything.
Before he had the chance to ask me, I shaped a snowball and threw it.
He laughed, and his slush was the forest.
-In this war.... I have no equal:-she said, and his underling smile seemed to prove his every claim. Before I could catch my breath, I was involved in about 20 snowballs. The cold enveloped my body. I was on the ground. His laughter kept ringing in my mind.
-Well, will you dare to face me again:-You asked me, handing your hand to me
He was trying to help me.
-And yet, I cried.
I caught his hand so hard, and I managed to take him down to the ground. The moment was unforgettable. Our laughter and love managed to fight all the hatred and envy of this world. Our eyes were directed to the beautiful blue sky. The little white clouds were playing in the swing, leading the melody of the lightest breeze. That was it. Me and him, together. The weight of your bodies on the snowy ground. Valued the little things, we enjoyed life. We made snow angels, leaving our tracks in the snow. When clown to him, I did nothing but be forced to. In these blue eyes, there was an indescribable pain. Rolling are so many tears. His lips, how many were Ridayelli. How many times did they moan and call the same name? Like none of this was true.
-How you feel:-You asked me, smiling
-I'm happy:-I was sincere.
I think we should go:-you told me, looking at me so innocently.
--Why:-I was surprised
-Well, we've been here for hours:-laughing:-They're going to be worried, don't you think?
-Since when you started caring so much about the feelings and the condition of others:-I asked him, trying to be serious.
-After seeing you:-he looked at me and managed to penetrate the depths of my heart.
How you did it. How did you even do that?
-Amham:-I laughed
-Anna...... please get back to work:-you told me.
The facts spoke for themselves, afraid of my reaction.
-so that's what it was all about.... I was angry.
Yelled. I felt how all the pieces of my heart began to crumble, and the hope of disappearing.
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