Terror with love. Tokareva V.

"The train has started. My first love was dumbfounded with her eyes with running wagons. I demonstrated complete indifference, inattention and even rudeness. But I did not show anything. I was in a hurry. I had my own life. And everything related to this person has ceased to be interesting.

horror! Where does the substance of love go? But there was love, and what... comprehensive. Spiritualized. And where is she?. ? "