Galina Goncharova. The roots of evil (№ 206190)

How many did we lose in his life?
Many. And when you lose someone very close, we hope that he is there. And there, beyond death, at least there's something. I know I will meet with those who have gone before me. Know. But... while we're here. And sometimes I want to shout from the inability to see. To hear. At least for a moment to look into familiar eyes, smile, and know there or not there, but love you. And I know about your love. After all, what is closest to you went over the line of death, does not negate everything else. He is still close. Native. And my favorite.