about 11 years ago
I've skipped my lectures today to write a poem for (not "for", I'm so scared and insecure that I won't ever show it to her) Polina as she is leaving Belarus to study in Vilnius next month. I'm going to miss you, my sweet ball of hilarity, toxic thoughts and cuteness:3 Thanks for saving my life (twice;)):) The sunset was gorgeous and if it wasn't for the cold wind I would've stayed somewhere and watch it.
