Do not like… (Tatyana Krasilnikova )

Do not like. Can’t. Don’t know how. I have long since had no strength! Someone my feelings are dispelled, And back to back forgot. Quiet in the evening. Night. In the morning. You are my eyes! I wanted to be older, wiser, But again alone. The sun came out. Not warm. Shine. We capture the longing and sadness. Someone old, someone else’s paper and You’ll read my “coming back”. And cry. No tears. Without a scream. Cautious so. Not breathing. And notice how evil and crazy you Freeze in the shower.