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20 мая 2012
и если это лишь только сон, то…не будите меня. дайте мне умереть во сне. я не хочу проснуться и увидеть ту реальность, что была прежде…
It was May 20, 2012. I just was talking to her in one cozy place … We had conversation on completely different topics, and it was amazing conversation. The longer we spoke, the more we sow how similar we are.
For example, when we talked about music we realized that our musical preferences were much the same. At the first blush it wasn’t so surprising, but we had mentioned so many little-known singers and bands (I don’t know anyone who listen even a couple of them together) that it was really unbelievable coincidence. The same is true of our dialogue about the different aspects of life. Experienced feelings, points of view, everything was exactly the same. It got to the point that I started some phrase, as she was finishing it or inversely. Everything was wonderful and we were enjoying our conversation, when suddenly…
Her name is Ksenia. We became acquainted after I’d decided to help an unfamiliar girl with some differential equations. I just had seen that she had troubles with it, it made her sad and it made sad me. And after that we started communication as friends. And we could not imagine that something like that would happen…
Our friend, who sat with us, turned on the song, and the first words of this song were “You are probably made for each other by the God”… It was out of a clear blue sky… It was like a blow on the head with something heavy… And then I’d actually understood meaning of these words. I asked if she felt the same, but it wasn’t necessary, because I felt clearly that she was… And that feeling was wonderful. After that we decided to be together, and now every new day explicitly shows us that it’s our fate. (с)
Теги: счастье
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