Серце на кону

Sometimes love resembles a game without rules - you bet everything on one feeling because you simply don't know how to do otherwise. It seems like this is it - the one and only, the unearthly one. And you put your heart on the line like a chip, without thinking about the consequences. Then the city falls asleep, the train stations empty out, and between the lines you hear a quiet “how could I have failed.” Even the sea and wine can't save you - without her, the whole world seems muted, as if the sound in your headphones cut out in the middle of a song. But this isn't about pain, it's about bright memories: those rare moments that remain in your soul like the trace of a touch - quiet, warm, and forever.