LAST SPRING

This year she deceived me. Could she have forgotten the date when you want to come? Maybe the door was wrong? Maybe something hurt? I decided to throw me in the worst possible moment. It is the latter, in what I believed. How? Obviously lying is not only men. And if so, what then believe? Who? Today, she burst into my life so fast that it tore the door off its hinges. Very unexpected. Came not one. Let an unexpected guest, but it was not an unpleasant visit. And I was just too easy to let people out of their lives. All, except one. Timur Oleg, now more and Bozhok. If people are not important, then they leave. Last time I drive out of their own, let them, I forget, I can not think of a precise definition. So you can not do, but to be with those who can not hear or understand, I do not want. Why perform all my whim, or do I only think? Even in the most complicated relationship we remember only the good. Perhaps, I thought of doing that, but in fact all was not so? Surprisingly, I no longer take paragraphs. Maybe spring really come? I feel that, as Oksana, was afraid of relationships, one can not be, but I'm afraid to meet. She came anyway, I'm sure she's here. She was in my heart. I do not want to think that only met, but with it very easily. With him pleasure to say, he is nice. Besides his 22 and there is no madness in their work. I just think the time has come. Stop torturing yourself! Time to throw off the mourning clothes and just enjoy her arrival. Good mood for the first time in a long time, can he really get me out of depression? Although I myself try to do it, although it would be much easier ... ....