Julia Tupikin. Vertical woman (№ 260758)

You kissed me at night when I sleep. I sometimes Wake up and feel like you kissed me just now. Like I cry, you kiss my tears, lick them. I just wipe them with your hand and again try to sleep. The pillow smells like you. Not to think about you. Not to remember your smile. I have a tape of your birthday, you just twenty-seven. We are so happy there. You play the guitar, I'm hugging your neck from behind. You say, we'll go to the beach trio, with Nikita. We would go together. All these years we have traveled. Remember, you promised me we would grow old together? You lied to me, Peter.