..A beautiful summer dress and high-heeled open sandals. Evening walk around the city… coffee and something else. Last day of summer. A little more, a little more … It is near, still near, bye. It’s about to disappear, and you’re trying to grab it… hold it… hold it close to you, stuff it in your bosom, hide it in the hem of your dress… It doesn’t work… it’s slipping away… Summer is already cooling… there was almost no warmth left in him … Like in that unfinished cup of coffee. My toes are frozen) The same cold nose … My heart is hot, but today it does not warm. Sad. It’s very sad, because you didn’t have time to do so much … And this dress lay all summer, and was never worn. And today it is not the topic at all. It’s cold… but it’s beautiful :). And this pleased look and ostentatious gaiety (after all, everything is always fine with you) did not work today. Today your shining eyes betrayed you, but not from bright lights. Something very important and dear to you leaves you today. That which brought joy and hope, warmed and pampered, loved… The evening is drawing to a close…
You return home, quickly take off this ridiculous dress, sandals, ostentatious mannerism. You fit into your favorite wool leggings. You wrap yourself in a blanket with your head, hide your frozen nose in it .. Only your eyes remain. They look out the window, where they can still see a little. You can still hear his departing steps and whisper to him: “Just don’t leave for a long time, okay? You come back soon, don’t forget me! Do you hear, Summer? After all, I love you very much, and I’ll be waiting for you…”