I know what loneliness is – a bite of chocolate, a cup of strong coffee, music from which the ears already hurt, tears in the eyes... I know what love is – a light at the end of the tunnel, dissolving in someone very close, dear, a photo, when seen, a smile appears on the face, the desire to constantly change for him. I know what separation is – anxiety in the soul, pain, pain, unbearable pain, waiting for a call... I know what memories are – a long-abandoned photo, half-pulled phone number, a cynical smile and no one needs a question.
YYY: It is good. And with you?