SelfPub: Hobby

And she looked into his dark eyes, unable to resist the magic pull of their hearts, but persistently chasing away all the thoughts that held his essence. Heart sank when he leaned towards her and gently touched his hand to his cheeks, removing the hair back and continuing to stare into the soul. The moment their lips touched, the deadweight dropping mechanism in their hearts and forcing him to spill the fireworks with varying shades of emotions, to rise from the chest to the collarbone and to spread a pleasant warmth, making limbs shake. On the tips of the lips faintly touched two beautiful souls who managed to get dirty from greasy fingers previous partners, but have not lost their sincerity and warmth over time. A pleasant feeling spreading across their bodies, while the souls singing in unison, happily dancing in the middle of the fountain, sprawling in all directions, deep feelings, and with a sigh of pleasure fell into the abyss of a fateful and fatal love, covering simultaneously two hearts.

Every word hitting the high arches of her soul resounded an echo in her heart. He carefully chose his words so as not to hurt her again, but each time it was harder and harder. Even his silence gave her a lot of suffering. He was lost, broken, and hopelessly in love.

And although mentally he was preparing for this for a long time, hope did not leave him until the last moment. Even when she finished her monologue, when pulled back, pushing eyes and said goodbye, holding back tears, he didn't realize that this is all now complete. And now, after a few days without her society: favorite smell, gentle hands, beloved greenish eyes, sincere smiles, ringing laughter, which she never kept, her warm lips, the touch of which gave him true happiness; only in that moment, when left alone with these memories and a bitter taste in the mouth caused by strong coffee, and maybe the pain that she left him, he was released from a nose a cigarette smoke, almost physically felt the pain of awareness. The realization that she is no longer around, that from now on he is face to face with oneself, the other, which he hated and she loved.

Do you know what hurts me the most? The realization that I was only a Chapter in a huge volume of your life, when you are to me - a novel.

... In the simplicity of happiness, my dear, - she shrugged, a heavy sigh, - that's why I'm so unhappy.

She easily shrugged, fixing his gaze far beyond the horizon and something was lost in thought. When she spoke, her voice sounded faint, as if now she were far away, her absence was felt even physically, though he could swear that all the details could see her face that was so close.
- What to say? You decided that you will be able to master my pond, but missed something. Yeah, I'm not just sea, I am the ocean. You may laugh, but it is. Sooner or later you will understand it. Moreover, I am not a galaxy, and the universe. Have you ever heard about people who were able to conquer the ocean or conquer the universe?
- I'll be a pioneer!
- No, - she smiled, - don't. In the end, I will penetrate its roots so deeply into your mind and heart that you're just going to suffocate from lack of me and require supplements, not yet sated me completely. But that will never happen. No, not because I'm so self-confident, with a smile, she heavily exhaled - for a different reason. Simply put, you will not be able to curb my ocean, just because you didn't take into account the fact that it is not water but fire, in the same abundance as my universe is full of tungsten and tears of those I got my heart broken.