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I never met her again…
I’m looking at the door, white door. It has just closed…stupor has seized me…This is one of those states, when you don’t realize what’s happening…I feel as if, soul has left my body…strange feeling!…I’m watching myself, from far away, I can see my pale face. Bit by bit my image fades away in the darkness…Am I dead already?!...no…I still feel the pain…It still hurts…Now, I start to understand the situation, slowly I start to feel my hands…I can’t seize my breath, I feel as if something has stuck in my throat…choking again…That’s part of my shattered heart, that has stuck....(I assume)…Time by time, slowly, everything becomes clear…It’s not a dream, it’s not a horrible nightmare…SHE LEFT ME & That’s REALITY…I have to go on living, - without her - without her - without her…These words piercingly echoed in my mind…Suddenly I repeated it quietly…Yes, that’s what has happened, that’s why my soul feels so bad, that’s why my heart feels so sad, but…Why?...Why did she do it to me?...We were so close…we loved each other…
It was 30-th December, when I first met her; when I first looked into her innocent eyes... Her image has jammed into my head…I miss her shinning smile, smell of her perfume & charming looks she used to award me with…We had great time together!...Why?...Why did she do it me?...We were so close…we loved each other…
Cold breeze smashes into my face. I feel how small particles of ice melt on my warm cheeks…it is 6:00 am now, streets are empty, not a single person to stop me…Bridge seems to be so high…I often passed by, but have never felt the height…Blue waves of the river, they seem to be so clear, so simple and yet very complex…They are like “life”…My heart beats harder…I feel how fast my body moves down…coldness, pain, everything disappears…nothing else exists, only “me” is left…only memories survived…I’m free now…because death means freedom!
ესეც ერთი უაზრო...რაღაცა დეპრესიაში ვარ ამ ბოლო დროს და მაგარს ვბოდავ ხოლმე არაუშავს...სიყვარულმა იცის
Sitting in the corner…trapped between these two walls…I can’t move…Fear…Darkness…Time by time light of the moon brakes inside, and I can see the shadows of the trees playing on the walls…Those shadows, like frozen hands roll across my body…over my face…my cold hands shiver…Bit by bit, the dark night consumes me…thoughts are fading away…through the silence of the night, my heart beating is clearly audible…Suddenly, sound vanishes…blood rushes to my chicks, I feel this is my last chance, last effort, my last struggle…I try to move, but there is no way out of this gloomy world…I feel abandoned…last strength dies away…I stay at my place, in my corner…motionless…try to utter one single word…one cry…but it’s so hard…hard to say help! Time goes by and not a single person to talk to…Alone again… alone and forgotten, no one cares about me…
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