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That period was perhaps the most beautiful period of her life. He loved admiringly. Called my Venus. Touchingly kissing the dimples on her shoulders (just like my mother in her distant childhood). He could not breathe and see enough … She was his Deity. And he is her Knight and Hero.
… She woke up under the radiant gaze of her beloved. He admired her. And then - I could not tear myself away. He was with her, he was in her, he was her: they are one.
Love like that only once. And then when you're lucky. They were lucky … They loved each other - with the northern lights, the heavenly sunset, the magic rainbow over the wave, the high, spiritual light.
… But this inspired fairy tale, to everyone's misfortune, ended, unable to withstand the tests. The lovers parted …
She decided it was for the best. It is difficult, difficult and is unlikely to be the happiness of this person. At least their everyday life has confirmed that it will not be. So everything is right and for the best. For him.
… As time went on, the former lovers got confused. But in the soul of the heroine there was a lofty memory of that unforgettable time and the look of her beloved with which he met her in the morning …
Would she know he was okay? She should somehow convey to him: now and forever she is his Gerda, if only she needs it. Their past is her sacred Sky. And she blesses Him.
… And now, 11 years later, her brother brought her long-awaited news. But not at all heavenly, but very even earthly and-and-and … stunning in its overturned essence …
He met her Romeo on the street.
- Well, how is her doing? Romeo asked casually.
- In general - in order, - answered the brother, - married, two children. She remembers you, sends her greetings!
- Why do I need her greetings? - Romeo spat cynically, - now (in her marriage, with two other people's children) she is a waste material. He said how he cut it off, and, cutting off the dialogue, melted into the darkness of the night …
Even my brother was taken aback: they had love - is it really possible ?! He was embarrassed to say nothing and conveyed this answer to her … She could not believe …
- This is some kind of distortion and blasphemy! Am I material? My soul, the light that I emit, my memory, my personality, is all this material? Why spent? I am alive, I breathe, there is a candle …
Somewhere inside her, a powerful rocket mine exploded, and a cosmic funnel formed in her soul. "Waste material, waste material …" was all that sounded in her ears. It didn't match what she remembered about him, but those were his words. Brother won't lie …
A stunning remark closed her Heaven forever, closed the high Light. “Strange,” she thought, did I ask him for something? I thanked for the past, and in case of need I stretched out my hand - and that's it … He was wrong: I was never anyone's waste material."
… Apparently, both were wrong here. The fatal anomaly that has arisen in their space is the result of mutual renunciation, successively trampled upon by a sacred dream. Or maybe the sinister mockery of the Evil One?
Let's finish the story with a parable - an analogy …
Perhaps dreams descend from Heaven to people - light, balloons, but from a careless, earthly touch they are torn to pieces, remaining empty, worthless, rags on the palms … This is about dreams, but love? Love is a high responsibility, a heavenly credit of trust, a sacred advance. Love is rewarded and asked: if you fail, you will forever remain the laughing stock of the Evil One, with a torn lump in your heart.
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