When I was with her, I was happy. My space, my inner world, he fired salutes every time he thought of her. My space lived a full life, the astronaut that was inside me did pirouettes, taking her, my favorite girl by the hand. When I spent time with her, I was happy. I hugged her every time I met her, and I was at peace with my soul. I loved her hands, her touch, her look, her smile, I loved her all.
But…
But one day it happened that she left me, left me, burned everything that was once dear to us. In a moment, all our places were not our own, her look, her smile, the warmth of her hands, all of her ceased to belong to me, no, not by force, her desire to be only mine instantly became nothing. My space inside me, my astronaut in this space in a moment ceased to feel alive and "died". Loneliness gripped me with a head, the desire to hug a loved one became stronger and ate from the inside.
I let her go, but I miss her…
Mom, I'm a big dreamer and I'm not capable
live by the standards of society: home, school, work, husband, children, no! Mother I in my 21 years continue to write a fairy tale about magic and magic in the world of ordinary people, I will definitely make a movie based on this fairy tale. Mom I'm writing a story about same-sex relationships with a happy ending. You never liked the topic of same-sex relationships and you never supported it, and it always offended me as a big dreamer, because mom, your daughter is part of the LGBT community, I'm not like everyone else, I understood that you and dad would not accept me like this. You will not be proud of me just because I found my happiness in a girl and exclusively like them for several years now. I am hiding myself from you, but soon you will know the truth about the big dreamer...
I don't know what's so unusual about whales, space, and astronauts, but I do know that it calms me down and gives me more inspiration to create. There is something magical about the subject matter of these three things of things.