No final shot

Dear departed caress

We haven't talked for a long time, I know.

But I believe: you live in light, without suffering.

Maybe she forgot all our dramas,

Our journey is like a film without a final shot.

Where you are now - let it be calm there,

Without pain, without darkness, with worthy love.

But it's hard for me. I keep thinking again:

You are my happiness, and also my sorrow.

You are my faith, hope, support,

You are like a stone of his, alive and strict.

You have a soul - these are not just words.

And your face is still my main chapter.

No comedy, no drama - I love you again.

I loved you as America loved freedom,

I love you as Ukraine loves freedom.

My world without you is a dead sea:

Where the rocks are made of eternal grief,

Where the sky is - from one's own pain.

I held my damn tears on the hook,

But today - let them fall into the frost.

My words will be short and clear:

I loved you before.

I still love.

Forever. You are inside.