- Do you love me?
- It seems that we agreed not to ask such stupid questions ... There is no love.
- Okay. Differently. Do you like me?
- You may like your favorite shirt, and a new mobile ...
- You don’t love, you don’t like me ... Then nothing keeps you near me ...
But I'm around...
This is how every morning started.
She, lying next to him, drew inconceivable patterns on his skin with her finger. She didn't need anything else. Only he and that's all ... Without him, she did not imagine her life at all. Maybe it was stupid, but he was the meaning of her life.
And he looked at the ceiling, thinking that today was another difficult day. It seemed that nothing bothered him, even the girl lying next to him, the one near whom he wakes up for the hundredth or thousandth morning.
Nothing connected them. Is that the bed ... But, "sex is not a reason for dating", is not it?
They lived together in an apartment that belonged entirely to him.
She came home every day in fear that he was gone forever. But every evening he returned.
He knew perfectly well that she loved him and was waiting, and would wait as long as necessary. And then, tired of the company of stupid doll-beautiful girls, he returned to her, so familiar. He has long been accustomed to the fact that she is his property.
After a few years, he conquered her. She broke down, obeyed, did not argue and did not swear, but only patiently waited for him, like a faithful dog is waiting for its owner ...
But it was impossible to say that she was unhappy. She was even happy when she woke up in the morning and found her beloved body nearby.
And he got used to it, as people get used to it. At first he wanted her, then she became interesting to him, like heavy prey. And when he broke it, he felt sorry for his efforts. He left her around and thus secured regular sex, a maid and a good listener in her guise. He even liked to quarrel with her, because at home she herself asked for forgiveness. And there was no person more tender and kinder than her. She forgave everything, she was a guardian angel, she lived with him under the same roof (although she had somewhere to go), but she was not even listed as an official girl.
Perhaps she ceased to be herself, but she remained with her loved one. Women's happiness, would be cute next ...
But one evening he did not come home. He was gone for an hour, two, three, four, then a whole morning and a whole day ...
She went crazy, called all the hospitals and morgues, all his relatives, friends and even ex-girlfriends. But he was nowhere. Toward morning, his mobile finally answered.
- Yes, - I heard in the receiver.
- Where are you? she asked in a cold, serious and angry voice.
- None of your business. I am a free man. I can be where and with whom I want.
- Are you all right? she asked just as calmly.
- Yes, from *** from me! Do you care? Wait at home, so wait!
- I'm glad you're okay. When will you come home?
- Whenever I want.
A woman's voice was heard near the tube, "Honey, who is this?". "Sister," was his reply.
- Don't forget, food in the fridge, shirts in the closet, exercises in the nightstand. The gold pendant you gave me is in the box on the table. Come back soon, love.
Long beeps were heard.
- Fool, - he said to himself and turned all his attention to his companion.
When he finally opened the doors of his apartment, he was surprised that she did not come out to meet him.
"I'm at home," he said into the void.
There was no answer.
- Hey, where are you?
Again there was no answer.
- Honey, stop being angry!
But he didn't wait for an answer.
- Okay ... - he said quietly and went to undress. He tossed the sweater over the back of a chair and saw an envelope on the table.
"For you" was written in the corner.
He printed it out and began to read.
"... forgive me, dear. I no longer have the right to call you mine. You were never mine, but I really wanted it. The time I spent with you was the best time of my life, no matter what. You didn't say there is love I loved you It doesn't matter that you cheated on me that you didn't love me I didn't want anything in return All I wish Well I guess we have no luck to be together , 01.00 At 02.00 I-ll leave your life. I wanted and want to be with you, but this can not continue. I know that most likely you will not have time. I will not wait for you. Just know that I I have no regrets. Have a good life!
I love.
Forever yours"
The clock was 03:00.
He found her in the bathroom. Her body was already blue, there was no pulse, no beat. On the mirror, her favorite lipstick was neatly printed "I did not wait. I'm sorry."
He silently kissed her cold lips, pulled her out of the bathroom, put her on their bed and covered her with a blanket, as if he wanted to warm her.
What a pity that people can not resurrect ...
- I wanted to give you this ... - he put a gold wedding ring on her cold bluish finger. “And that girl… I couldn’t even kiss her… You always waited… Why couldn’t you wait another hour?”
He was too calm, even calmer than usual.
- I don’t believe in heaven, in life after death ... How can I see you again now? .. Silly, I needed you so much ... Forgive me for everything ...
Several days have passed. He stood at her grave, silently put 2 yellow tulips...
- You know, I never found a charger for my Nokia ... - he did not know what else to say.
Arriving home, he still waited for her to run out to meet her, kiss her, as usual ... But this did not happen. She was now lying alone in the cold ground...
The day was very warm and sunny, almost the same as when they first met. He only now realized that only then began to live.
- Well, it's a good day to meet you, my love... You've always been waiting, just wait a little more...
The sun began to hide behind the horizon, finally sending rays-kisses to everyone. There were suspiciously many people under his balcony. Perhaps because some daredevil, and part-time himself, jumped out of his balcony for the image of his girlfriend ...
With the last ray of the sun, sky-blue eyes closed forever.
The old doctor just shook his head wearily. The best friend of the deceased, lowering his head so as not to give out the tears that appeared in his eyes (men don’t cry), only said quietly:
Maybe one day she will forgive him...
Life went on. The sun, as before, rose, giving its warmth to every living being, yellow tulips bloomed somewhere nearby, millions of couples all over the planet quarreled and reconciled. There wasn't just one of them...
Only fragments of phrases remained from them.
… Do you love me?...
... But I'm there ...