The End of the Story

It’s a genius description of all the stages that a deeply involved in passion woman goes through. Sometimes it’s extremely difficult to read it, as if you are capable of feeling the emotions of the author, you will also feel what she feels. It’s compassion and sharp pain after the loss of relationship. To tell it short - the man left her, and it was also her fault, but no one to blame, and impossible to answer clearly and evidently why it happened. She tries to realize what it was, and the longer she lives the clearer she understands that it was the most important part of her life. The story isn’t a direct line as it’s traditionally being written about love. It’s more like a flow of ideas that come to a mind obsessed by love, some small episodes, remnants of memories, smells and sounds of voices. There’s nothing more open and sincere, my heart was broken when I have been reading it, and still I felt alive and in love.