Honestly, the sea never attracted him.
He tried to think like that all the time, hoping that the soul would be able to let go of that person, those feelings that, it would seem, should dissolve over the years in a stream of changing consciousness, thoughts and feelings. But it seems that the sea simply cannot accept the vile lies that he has made up about him.
The sea, frankly, seemed rather dreary to him.
He hears the rustling of the waves, the order of which was shamelessly violated by someone alien to him. Glance fell only on the figure painfully familiar.
" "today" is such a "gloomy day" "
the voice, as always, stretches like sea foam on the sand.
"tell me, can "you" make it better?"
The water barely touched his feet as he watched the young man swim as smoothly as a float. As he dived, almost completely and got out, gradually coming to life before his eyes.
Not that he was waiting for an answer from him, it's useless now.
He never thought about the answers and questions, he let the words go with the flow in the right direction of meanings.
he looks straight into his eyes and falls silent.
"tell me why "the sun" is not visible today?"
He looks at the sky, covering his eyes with his hand, as if hiding.
"but at the same time it "shines" so brightly?"
The wind was cold from the sea. To understand that the young man was chilled in the water could be understood immediately, as soon as he turned around. Ugly picture.
he holds out his hand, clutching it tightly, afraid to miss it again.
He feels shivering, probably from the cold. Somehow, the deity was never afraid of the cold.
he hears how the voice changed, became quieter, as if he was afraid of being heard,
" can you "be" the sun today? days without "you" were so sad, like a "stormy sea" "
His blue lips made him worried, he would probably get sick tomorrow, but for some reason his smile so sincerely, warmly and clearly.
Like a warm sea on the eve of summer.
He had no doubt that he would become the sun not only today, but always.
He will hand over his jacket, that it is much warmer than the one that the sea wears even if it will become wet soon. He will patiently wait until he still remember what he wanted to tell and will tell dumb jokes about him when he finally forget his words.
He will remember the moment when he fell desperately in love with the sea and will love it with more force.
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