Spring, May ... how strange ... because the rain is as overcast and fierce as in the fall. Even worse. Because before, in this weather, everything was not terrible, because He was there, ready to warm at any moment. It seemed to be forever. It seemed she finally found what she was looking for. It seemed ...
They met recently, in January, in the ninth grade. She was new, and He had been studying there since the first grade. From the first moment she entered the class, it became clear that she was unusual. Pierced eyebrow in combination with delicate curls, the appearance of the girl from the painting by Botticelli and these unusually penetrating green-gray eyes ... She could not fit under one standard. Very soon, She became friends with vemi guys in the class, ran with them to smoke at recess, helped them with advice about girls. And He ... then He paid no attention to her at all. Or tried not to pay? Then his thoughts and heart were different. And she immediately fell in love with him and suffered greatly. She wrote tearful notes and never sent them, told everyone about her love. But He considered all this wildly frivolous and did not communicate with her, even avoided her. But that ill-starred excursion changed everything. In the bus He, as always, sat with his girlfriend from the parallel, and She - from behind, surrounded by laughing guys.
She was always ridiculously funny, and everyone except him appreciated it. The bus stopped, and everyone began to go out. They walked a bit around Yasnaya Polyana and went on a picnic. He asked for something from her, a conversation started and after two hours He suddenly realized that he was ready to chat with her ad infinitum. They began to walk together, and a week later, after taking her to the bus stop, He had for the first time sent it to her. And it was clear ... They met every day, after school they went for a walk on every kind of little public gardens and chatted, chatted, chatted ... He talked to her about everything in the world, and they were wildly interested in each other. They LOVED. Love is not carnal, but pure and tender ...
... On that April day, the weather was good. Warm, good, and hair so gently gold in the sun. Soon they will meet and spend another unforgettable day. She still remembers all the days they spent together ... Here he is, on the opposite side of the street, smiling. Green light. He is already very close ... Suddenly, the screeching of brakes, the harsh sound of a claque, and ... here He is already on the ground, covered in blood ... Around - noise, crowds, fuss, but She hears nothing. This is a dream, a dream, DREAM.
Let it be a dream. But no ... From the stupor, she is shouted: “He is alive !!!” They call an ambulance, they take him away, and she still stands alone in the middle of the street. Then she falls on her knees and starts to cry wildly. She knows she saw him last She came to the hospital, saw the doctor’s mournful face and understood everything without words NO No. THIS CANNOT BE. As if she was suddenly ripped off by a magical shroud. She rushes to her body, kisses her lips colder ... NOW ... whole world ...