Where are you, Val?

Hi, do you remember me? Probably not. And I love you - remember.
Do you remember how you came to our school? Funny this kid, ears sticking out ... And his eyes - huge, framed dlinyuschimi eyelashes.
And the name is funny - Valentin. It just so happened that the name we had the same teachers all confused constantly ...
Do you remember? Kapchagay, our paradise. We went with the class at that time - the last time together. You came and lay down beside me on the bed - drunk. Do not know why, but my hand reached out to you and you answered me, his lips touched my lips ... We kissed, and outside, where our friends, heard laughter and music. You undressed me and his lips would cover every centimeter frees the flesh, making me gasp and moan with pleasure ...
Do you remember? You whispered to me "you want me"? I answered "Yes" and you entered into me, taking my heart and virginity. Now I know you were inept and inexperienced, but then it seemed to me, I'm dying from your touch and kiss ...
Do you remember? I cried for you, and you whispered to me softly "love, I love you, do not cry, do not" and he kissed me. Stone fell from your lips at the moment, when you gave me a piece of their culture, their seed, their love ...
Do you remember what happened? I remember, though, and I would like to forget. We sat on the bed and smoking a cigarette - one for two. And then you're gone. And we'll never be together. Memory - it worried me for a long time at night, and you were not with me.
Time. It is, you know? I went from Kazakhstan to America. For 4 years I live in Los Angeles with her husband, whom I love to distraction. I forget the Russian language, forgetting names and faces ...
Val, my secret, my first love ... Huge eyes dlinyuschie eyelashes. What happend to you? They say you are now firmly sat on the needle, and your eyes, the ones that I loved so much, bear the pain of your life ...
Well, that's probably all. It was or was not - know only you and me. ... But sometimes somewhere where dwells the soul, scratching matter ...
Do you remember me? Where are you, Val?

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