In The Recess ...

Hello, The story is quite long, flawed from the very beginning. For a long time I tried to write it .... I started, stopped, reached some and then I could not continue, because it seemed to me that I was losing the muse, and at the same time I wanted so badly to sound beautiful, mysterious and sacred .. But alas, in the moments when the words flowed and flowed really easily and without problems, just then no one was standing next to me with a sheet of paper and a pen ... and so it remained unwritten. I start briefly, although I have a desire to go on the long road of my confession. Well, in front of you is a 23-year-old girl who has been wandering in the woods for about 13 years out of her special feelings for the same 23-year-old boy. Unfortunately, during all these intervals of time, sometimes our paths through the big forest sometimes touched, sometimes became so far apart, that I didn't know if the bushes would ever dissipate and if I would ever see them again this other time. And so in the forest there was spring, summer ... autumn, winter ... and again and again. All this time, various shoots of disappointment sprang up, thick grass of self-pity took over my path, and I stopped walking and began to look around. And I saw obstacles (we turned out to be relatives), and various giant logs landed on my way. Whatever I did, however, my path somehow intertwined with his. He always knew that I was lurking from a certain angle ... he knew every word of mine secretly written .... Well, readers, so far with the fairy tale. I want to finish it in this style, but I can't ... I'm starting to get lost. I miss this person very much. There is no way what I dream of can happen, because the circumstances are as they are, and others will not be. You know, I dream about it often ... and we always walk ... on the role in silence, sometimes talking, but I always feel safe and secure ... even just in my sleep. And he understands me like no one else ....