They walked together in the park, as children rode on swings, laughed... We fell asleep and woke up together. He understood that he loved her more than anything in the world, and was ready to go to the end of the world, if only she would always be there. I was ready to give everything for her smile and for the twinkle in her eyes. He kissed her again and again, and couldn't stop. He understood that she loved him so madly, so passionately, as no one had ever loved. And he knew he loved her the same way. In the morning he opened his eyes and thought that he was very sorry that it was only a dream. I drank a cup of coffee, lit a cigarette... He couldn't get this dream out of his head. The images flashed through my head over and over again... Finally he realized what he loves. He felt so bitter, bitter from the fact that he realized who he loved. In his dream, he saw his classmate. A girl I haven't seen for so long. "Where is she now?" he thought with a feeling of despair. He remembered how they walked together, how they danced at the disco...As after a disco, being pretty drunk, we kissed until dawn. And how, a weekend later, when they met at the institute, he pretended as if nothing had happened. And now he realized what a mistake he had made back then. Deciding to try to forget about everything for himself, he finished smoking a cigarette and went to work. But he could not get the dream and this girl out of his head.

He began to think about her more and more often, although he realized that all this was in vain, because there were so few chances for them to meet in this huge city. And then, one evening, a couple of days later. on the way home from work, looking out the bus window, he saw her. It seemed like a miracle to him. He saw her walking along the sidewalk. She was so beautiful to him... Without hesitation, he jumped off the bus at the bus stop and ran after her. And when he almost caught up with her, he saw that a little curly-haired girl was running towards her, and a man was following her. He realized that everything was lost, that his goddess had a family. His heart was about to burst out of his chest. Everything broke off in his soul, because he realized that she would never be with him. And so he wandered home. He walked and scolded himself for realizing so late that he loved her. He scolded himself for not being able to show his feelings then, which can now be trampled and thrown in the trash.... A couple of months later he met her again. This time they were able to talk.He invited her to a cafe for coffee and she did not refuse.This time they were able to talk. He said that he saw her then, saw her husband and daughter, asked out of politeness how they were doing. And she told him that she had no children, and she was not married. And then he could see her sister's husband and niece... He didn't know what to do, what to say. Everything just got mixed up in his head.He still talked about how much he loved her then, at the institute, and how he regretted that he had acted so stupidly then. They spent the evening together, walking along the embankment until dawn...The dream came true...
does the person you love know about your feelings? No? So maybe you should tell him about it?