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She was sitting on the window pane and looking at the dark sky. The stars were actively blinking at her from up above. She was looking at the stars and smiling. 
Only the silence could be heard in the room. Many think of silence as of something empty, meaningless and vain. But each silence is different. They all have their own weight, meaning and effect. At this particular moment she was sensing the friendly silence, which was hugging her tight.

Memories also loved the silence, because in its presence they were gathering for a meeting. Different memories from different places and times were gathering for a reunion and chat. They were meeting to welcome the newcomers and have fun. All those memories had one thing in common – their owner, the young woman who treasured each of them and invited periodically to her inner hidden place no one else has access to. 

Today she shared the silence with a group of memories, which were coming from her teenage years. Chain of memories, which all together were so precious.

From their first kiss to her departure there were only two weeks. Two intense, short, interesting, pure and completely new two weeks of her life. The time with its powerful and cruel manner was cutting off their happy days and bringing them close to the final one.

It was a very special relationship… as special as teenage relationships may be. But this one had a unique taste and original nature. They were multicultural couple for a beginning. She was too scared to fall in love before the departure, she knew about and too inexperienced to get involved with a playboy. He, on the other hand, knew nothing about her departure, but was scared too.

For the first time in his life, something that started as a game was not a game anymore. 

Two scared people were slowly making small steps as if walking in complete dark and entering the dangerous area called “love”. She hoped they will not reach the place before she leaves and he wished one day would come and he’ll understand her completely. As the future showed, their wishes were not fulfilled. 

For the first time he was not the one leaving and someone was leaving him… For the first time the suitcases all over the apartment were irritating her and she did not want to move…

Short two weeks, but they led to so much more. For the first time she found out what it was to leave someone you love behind. She realized what the powerful word “missing” meant and how powerful the feeling really is. 

Then she dreamed of him at nights. Then the phone calls followed… the painful silence, which was always there lying between the words and sighs. 

She lived with the thought of him, breathed his smell she couldn’t forget and recalled his voice pronouncing the last words. Those two weeks and the following events developed her intuition, which did not allow her to forget the reality. It took her only one phone call to realize that there was another girl between them, a girl who was physically closer and had higher chances. And that’s when she made one decision for two. She was never home when he called and when she moved yet for another time she did not call to tell her new phone number. It was over… almost.

She went to the kitchen, poured some tea and came back to her stars. Another memory was waiting for her there.

Five years passed since all was over. She went for a vacation and met her old friends again. Summer, sea, sun, tasty food and peaceful feelings… She had girls’ night out. They were drinking, recalling good old times and laughing most of the time. It was close to midnight when girls spoke of him. During those five years he had tried to find her many times, did not understand what happened and why…When you think of it, who could think that she would make decisions and take steps based only on her intuition. 

To make the story short, around 1:00 a.m. she picked up her mobile and dialed his number. Gils kept their breath and looked at her face, while she was waiting. 

“Hallo?”, he said with a sleepy voice
“Hi, it’s Amy!” her voice was trembling and she thought that this was not a good idea after all.
“Amy have you seen the time? You woke me up!!! Call tomorrow!!!” he was VERY annoyed.

Her face was choked and she was definitely not expecting that kind of reaction. 

Girls found out what has happened and started talking all at the same time.
“Can’t you see he thought it was another Amy?”
“Couldn’t you explain better who you are?”
“You have to call again! Definitely! NOW!!!!” 

And they pushed her mobile back to her hand. She took a deep breath.

“Hallo?” his voice was not so sleepy anymore. 
“Hi. Do you know which Amy it is?” she decided that this was her last call.
“Yeah , sure… you’ve been calling several times a day and I’m fed up already” he sounded cold.
“Oh no, it’s someone else. We have not spoken since 5 years. It’s mmmm Amy from the past.
“AMY??????????” a pause, a silence, a deep breath “Oh God, did you know for how long I’ve been trying to find you? Where are you calling from?”
“I think the pub is cold Wild Goose, it’s in the center” she started enjoying it and watching girls’ faces she could see they did too.
“You mean you’re HERE????? Jesus, you’re so unpredictable! Stay there, I’m coming” and he hung up.

That’s when she started to panic. She wanted to run and hide and did not know what will happen next. She was confused, scared and terribly nervous. Her knees were shaking and he drank her beer to calm down. Girls were amazed.

“You’re blushing like a schoolgirl! Amy I can’t believe you’re still so sentimental”
“C’mon Amy, you left everything unfinished. Here is your chance either to continue or to put a full stop”
The time was passing fast. 

Girls looked behind her shoulder and their eyes were full of surprise….an unpleasant surprise. She turned away and understood why.

With a happy smile someone was coming towards her. “Someone”, because there was almost nothing left from the person she spent years to forget, loved so much, missed and cried for. It was a complete stranger, who was 20kg heavier than the knight from the past, and which was even worse did not evoke any feelings besides the regret that the guy from her memories will never be back.

She woke up and they hugged. She seemed like a child in bear’s arms. Then she took few seconds to look deep into his eyes. She looked, then closed her eyes and realized the importance of the moment… NOW it was really over! 

She finished her tea and smiled. So many other events have followed the ones she thought of this evening. So many things have changed and so much more she still expects from life…

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