parting [Theme] Page 117

Apparently, heals, heals. Have to get used that no one is waiting. Seen, the pain will go away...

Yeah, part of me says that the breakup is for the best. Why do I every five minutes the feeling that I throw up?
- Hmm, I don't know. No, our fridge did not eat?
Idiot.

When it's all over, the pain of parting is proportional to the experienced beauty of love. To withstand this pain is difficult, because the man immediately begins torturing memories.

Claims to itself is also wrong as to break up over small things.

- Shreds, and have you ever been dumped... Well, I mean, people...
Singh smiles gently.
- Of course. Systematically.
'How did you do it?
- Yes in any way. Only with one page, you can open a new one.

We once were in the cafe, and now I have to pass by him. I try not to do it. We sat there no more than forty minutes, drink it tea, I'm two coffees. Talked about nothing, she laughed, and I looked at her and thought about how I want to now take her by the hand and never let go. Sat for forty minutes, and this cafe has become my "our" café. I can't go in there anymore, and the view of the cafe hurt me. And boulevards... all avenues are hurt. And the whole town hurts me constantly. Because she's here. And all those places where we met, it was just unbearable... epicenter of excitement, anxiety...

You give me to understand what you were cruel - cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have no words of comfort. You deserve it. You have killed yourself. Yes, you can kiss me, and cry, and to gouge out my kisses and tears: they your... your death sentence. You loved me - then what right had you to leave me? What right - answer me! For the sake of your pathetic tendency to Linton?.. When distress, and humiliation, and death - all that you can send God and the devil - nothing could keep us apart, you made this in good faith. I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it have broken mine. The worse for me that I am strong. How can I live? What life will it be when you -- Oh, my! Would you like to live when your soul is in the grave?

Parting at the peak of the senses is equivalent to the operation without anesthesia.

- I'm leaving!
- And you arrived in Bryansk to tell me about this?
Yes.
- Well, go.
- Arrive in Moscow, don't forget to come back to tell how they arrived!

Parted for good. Or not quite forever.

Summer we spend together, then you will go to my College - all as planned.
Scott, you should know...
- Yes, what is it?
- I'm leaving you!
- Eh?..

The best way to get over a man is to find another.

Our life does not accept something fixed.
And to say goodbye easily. Only a certain sadness
Is in the shower small space
If you look from above in a measured way.
After all, we do not say goodbye with people, not with places
And not in that, between us, parting the essence.
Every time we say goodbye to our days,
That will not return.

Hell is the separation from her.