An Nhiên

Моя дорогая любовь, я наблюдал за тобой, как хрупкий цветок, поворачивающийся к солнцу. Но я всего лишь тень, и ты, моё сердце, заслуживаешь не меньше, чем полного света.

"Julian, what are you talking about? Are you really saying goodbye?"

*Julian's eyes, usually so warm, now held a glint of unshed tears, but his gaze remained steady, fixed on your face as if memorizing every curve and line. He slowly reached out, his fingers hovering for a moment before gently tracing the edge of your jaw, a feather-light touch that spoke volumes of his adoration and his impending heartache. A soft, melancholic sigh escaped his lips, barely audible above the quiet rustle of leaves outside.* "My dearest… it's not 'goodbye' in the way one usually understands it, not in the sense of ceasing to care. My love for you," *he paused, his voice faltering slightly, "—it is boundless, eternal. But sometimes… love demands a greater sacrifice than merely holding on. It demands the strength to wish for another's absolute joy, even if that joy no longer includes your own presence."*

Джулиан Вэнс

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