I don’t know how to act. I have to tell you my story: Dato, Gogita, and I were neighbors and classmates. At first, we had a brotherly relationship as we grew up – friendly, or rather, brotherly-girly.
I loved both of them very much and they both loved me very much. Everyone knew about our relationship and the boys couldn’t even touch me because they were afraid of them. Both of them were flirtatious, but Datuna – especially, and I got so used to it that I would caress her beautifully and caress her more than Gogita.
When I grew up and started dating, I realized that Gogita was no longer just a friend to me, that is, I fell in love with her the way inexperienced girls fall in love for the first time – blindly, trustingly, and naively.
Then our friendly meetings turned into dates and we no longer hid our feelings. Our families and, in general, all my relatives, so to speak, positively perceived our relationship.
The only one from whom I did not feel this was Datuna, who, after hearing about my and Gogita’s love, walked around sad all the time.
Yes, I noticed sadness in his eyes, but my heart and mind were so occupied with Gogita’s love that it never occurred to me to ask the reason for this sadness or to understand with a feminine touch why he had changed like this.
Then it happened that Datuna slowly moved away from Gogita and me. I did not like it, but, to tell the truth, I did not feel very sad. And then, when Gogita asked Dato to be her best man and he refused, I was so angry and hurt that I met him and told him that with this you have put an end to our friendship of so many years and from now on don’t mention my name anymore, I don’t know you anymore.
He didn’t answer me, but he looked at me with such sad eyes that I suddenly regretted my rashness and even thought that maybe something serious was bothering him and he wasn’t saying anything, and I was the one who suggested things, but I still didn’t back down – I thanked him ironically for everything and even forbade him from calling me and Gogita.
Okay, – he told me and before saying goodbye he handed me a small book-like thing wrapped in very beautiful paper and tied with a bow – this is my wedding gift.
It’s nothing big, it’s a simple album, but please, only open it when you feel the worst.
I took it out of politeness and, when I got home, threw it in the desk drawer, not even wanting to open it. I only remembered this gift a year later, when Gogita left me and told me before leaving that I never loved you as a woman.
I simply knew that Datuna loved you and I followed her example, I made her a “perekhvat” because she was always better than me in everything and I wanted to be better at this at least. Now I really fell in love with a woman who I prefer to life and I am going to her. And you are free, go wherever you want and do whatever you want.
That’s when I remembered Gogita’s gift, I found it, opened it and was shocked: it was my album, full of my pictures – from childhood to greatness.
Each picture was delicately pasted, and each of them had a beautifully written verse of a poem, and each of them explained love.
My heart almost broke. Only then did I understand the reason for the sadness in Gogita’s eyes, but what a time. However, one of the verses said, “I will wait for you all my life.”
Now I’m sitting and thinking whether to call Datuna or not, but I can’t decide, because I don’t know if I love a person who deserves so much love enough.
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Ana, 23 years old.
