Bam Bam

Here, the heart beats to the rhythm of “bam bam bam,” like a drum at a carnival - noisy, erratic, and too fast. Everything spun out of control because of that “little witch” who smiles and promises eternity, but half an hour later is writing to someone else. It seems like everyone warned, “Don't believe her, leave her,” but you're still drawn to her - and even the hurt sounds more like part of the game.

This is a story about how the mind waves its hands, but the feelings stubbornly continue to dance. The magic of a glance, a light intoxicating lie, night calls after midnight - and now it's impossible to break out of the enchanted circle. The irony is that it's painful and sweet at the same time, and the heart, despite all the arguments, still does the same thing: *bam, bam, bam*.