morning, covering Victoria's body, sit on the roof, hug her and not let her go, close heads and watch the glittering stars on the dark background of the sky, and unleash what is in the depths of my soul.
But there is a man who, in my subconscious, portrays Victoria as a distant and inaccessible object. All my dreams seem to be mercilessly shattered. That's Max. Thousands of questions get me stuck: how to do it right? Is there an option which would not leave at least one of us hurt? Or, the relationship between me and Victoria. Is it possible at all? After all, she lives in Ukraine. Or, will I have the right to be angry that nothing has gone wrong with anyone other than myself; after all, I fell in love with an unattainable girl... but God, who could resist her charm? Is there a force in this world that can distract my eyes from hers? Infinite questions, but I can’t find any answers... and as much as I hate this idea, I get attached even more.
Victoria and Max, and his dad gonna stay in the city for one week, so it means that I have seven days to understand what I want, what will be right and how it will affect our lives. That being in my head says I’m not just talking about the three of us, it also tangles my family: my dad, from now on - his new wife. I don’t think anyone will support this idea. But it will not depend on them, but on us, me and Victoria. I’ll talk to her tomorrow, because today typed not only for greeting father...
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