I like this girl so much that I wish I had never met her.

A relationship in which both were happy ended abruptly and with a big quarrel that brought unbearably much pain to the two of you. And the main thing is that no one has taken a step forward to change all this. Out of pride, you stopped texting each other, calling each other, as you loved to do. Look for the guilty ones, block them, try to forget, but you can't throw each other out of your thoughts anymore.

Leon couldn't think of anything else, he just kept looking at your photos, which he had seen dozens of times. Two sides are fighting in it: one does not want to see you, and the other seems to break down soon. And the man knew that if he called you, then you were no longer there, there was a completely different person, you changed after the quarrel.

He was sitting on the edge of the roof, where you often came, marking it as your place. The stars scattered across the night sky, riveting attention. His thoughts were restless and thought of only one thing, only one way out of this situation and the endless abyss of pain.

His fingers were tapping rapidly on the phone's keyboard, as if Leon was afraid to change his mind. "Let's meet the last dawn. I swear I will never touch you again. This will be our most beautiful ending. I promise I'll remember it."

"I don't want to die without you so much," Leon whispered, looking at his sent message, trying to calm the trembling in his hands.