Читать книгу The Idol - Maria Shestakova - Страница 6

I'm happy. But loneliness and sadness strangled me. Will I see Him again? Endlessly I review the concert video. I miss Him. I do not like to show off my personal life. But I subscribe to my idol on social networks. The morning begins with publications in His profile.

Summer has come. Burning in the chest from melancholy is replaced by a desire to live. But when I only heard His voice as everything fades into the background. In periods of despair, I drive. Healing hoarseness voice penetrates every cell and soothes. His music is the cure.