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So here is my story about the last day... or rather, it's not a story, but reflections on how it might be... I thought about this a lot, about what I would do, how I would spend it with my beloved girlfriend, but I couldn't decide, because it's hard to write about something that might never happen... after all, a person doesn't know when they will die (excluding cases with certain diseases)... here I am writing this story today, and tomorrow BAM and I'm gone, and I didn't even know it was my last day... if I had known, then naturally I would have spent it differently...

As I already wrote, there were many thoughts about what to do and what to say... there were enough doubts too, and the main one was whether I should tell my girlfriend that this is my last day or not? On one hand, she should know, because I love her and cannot hide this from her... and then again, without knowing about it, she wouldn't fall into a "depression" (I don't even know what to call the state when a person finds out their loved one will die in a day), and perhaps we would spend this day well... at least, I would try to make it unforgettable and fulfill all her wishes, if I didn't fall into that state ("depression") myself... so... as for the downsides... basically, I've already listed the downsides that could arise if I tell her about the last day. In that case, you definitely won't spend the day in a good mood... although it will feel like crap inside anyway, no matter what you do...
And in general, would I even want to be happy on my last day? Maybe I'll just sit stupidly on the couch and wait? Would I want to spend it with my girlfriend or someone else?... perhaps I would just go for a walk... alone, one-on-one with my thoughts... climb onto the roof of some high-rise and admire the sunset... although, at such a moment, having my beloved girlfriend nearby would be the most wonderful and joyful thing one could wish for on their last day...


For starters, I would get up early :) I'd make a list of the most necessary things that I could manage to do today (the most necessary). Then we would have a good breakfast (after waking my other half with kisses - if she hadn't woken up by then). After which we would go for a walk (naturally taking plenty of money with us, just in case). Further, there are 2 options for how things develop: go for a stroll around the city (parks, attractions, cafes); buy groceries and head out into nature (find a beautiful spot by a pond or river, build a fire, etc. etc.). Choosing the 1st option, we would first go to the park. We'd lounge on the grass, feed the ducks (or other feathered friends). Then we'd go to the carousels :). At lunch, we'd find a cozy cafe and sit there for an hour :). After that, we'd walk through the park again (visit the attractions we didn't have time for before lunch :)) In the evening, we'd sit in a little restaurant (small, cozy, and preferably on the shore of a pond). I won't describe the nature trip option; it differs from the first only by the absence of attractions and restaurants, well, and the fact that we would be alone :). In general, spend every minute of this day together and not fight. In the evening, admire the Sunset together and return home closer to midnight. Well, basically, that's all.

Waking up in the morning, a thought flashes through your head: "Oh my God!!! Tomorrow is almost the end of the world, and what could be worse than the end of the world??? Well, naturally, only your own death. Everything would be fine, but you have your other half, and on this last day, you need to do something unusual and extraordinary for your beloved and only one, just to somehow brighten your death tomorrow." But for such a romantic, even death cannot spoil today. You must act; time is running out. Mapping out a plan of action in your mind, you immediately call her, the beloved and unique one (to arrange a meeting). While you're calling, words flash through your head...
«And I want to hold you close
And I want to tell you so
That days and nights without you
Are just wasted, don't you know
But stay, please do not go
Even if the bridges are burned low
Just take me in your arms and hold me tight
And tell me of your love tonight»
... from a more familiar song, and with every beep in the receiver, your desire to spend this day with her as brightly and wildly as possible begins to intensify. And more and more truly grandiose plans for today's "last" day are born in your head. Well, finally, she picked up...
You: "Hello, my dear! I've finally broken free, albeit temporarily, from the huge whirlpool of daily problems. The room is dark and quiet, only beautiful and slightly sad music competes with the night rain, gently tapping on the windowsill... I forget everything and write you a letter... At this moment nothing and no one can distract me from thoughts of you. There is no one else in the entire Universe - only the stars, you and I. I know that thousands of kilometers separate us, but when I write to you, I feel like I'm whispering these words into your ear... And I know that you hear me..."
She: "Honey, you're always in your usual repertoire."
You (ignoring her): "I want to see you so much! But how soon that will be - no one knows... The only important thing is that we have enough patience to wait for the moment when the heart leaps from the chest, lips repeat a beloved name, and the brain like a clock performs a countdown, as during the launch of a spaceship. A ship that will lift us onto a white, soft, fluffy cloud of happiness, where we will chat with our legs dangling down... I'm waiting for you (you name the place and time of meeting)."
She: "Honey, you seducer of mine, how can I refuse such an offer? Consider me already there."
The meeting is arranged; now you must prepare for today's upcoming events, and without wasting time, you gather your things and set out to prepare the activities, thinking: "So that this remainder of the day spent with you remains forever in the memory of your other half, whom you love madly, consequently, the day must pass just as stormily, on the verge of madness, and leave shocking imprints of you in her consciousness."
... Well, the preparation for all planned events is finished, and you head to the place where you agreed to meet your beloved and unique other half. On the way, philosophical thoughts visit you again: "Why does this happen??? When such moments come, when having something – you don't appreciate it, but losing it - you regret and start appreciating what you had... but alas, as a rule, it is already too late." And from such thoughts, you began to increase your pace toward the place, the meeting place. Approaching the meeting spot, you saw that she wasn't there yet; this was for the best, as you decided to make some corrections to today's plan of events. You quickly (time was pressing) headed to a flower shop and bought everything needed. After leaving the store, you approached a guy and asked him to help you, describing the situation; he agreed. Having made an agreement, you headed to the underpass; it was your favorite meeting spot, and strangely enough, at this time of day, it is most deserted, which allowed you to be alone even in such an unusual place. You descended into the underpass and saw her; she was already waiting for you. Only a few seconds remained until the start of the most unforgettable day for her and you...
You silently crept up behind her and covered her eyes with your palms. Saying: "Oh my God, how romantic," she turned to you, and your gazes met; you looked into each other's eyes for several minutes. Then you hugged her gently and whispered tender words in her ear. Slowly but surely your hand slipped into a pocket where she felt the phone, and a moment later music began to play in the underpass (Tekhnologiya - Strange Dances)...
The unfinished melody I'll hear in my sleep,
Until morning my eyes will not close deep.
Without forgiving all that has passed me by,
You are awake, as am I now, beneath the sky.
In the midnight metro, in a circle of lights,
I dream of your shadow again through the nights.
A crazy night spent with her, so wild and free,
And once more the day comes for me to see.
And when we meet each other once more,
The quiet night wind will sing of its lore,
And forgetting for a moment what love is about,
You and I will begin...

Dancing together, strange dances,
We'll wait out the day, no need for goodbyes,
But at night we'll start, strange dances.
Dance in the rain in
The underpasses of underground stations.

You'll forget the question, but I remember the reply,
Without each other we will not die.
By the light of morning stars, our last dawn's glow,
It calls us and we shall begin...

Dancing together, strange dances,
We'll wait out the day, no need for goodbyes,
But at night we'll start, strange dances.
Dance in the rain in
The underpasses of underground stations.

... there everything was clear without words, and you merged as one in a slow and romantic dance, which began the stunning and romantic day that you would spend today. When the music ended, you continued to swirl for some time, as if enchanted. And when you stopped, you asked her to close her eyes for a couple of minutes, and when she opened them, a bouquet of flowers appeared before her, which you were holding out, and tender words poured from your lips addressed to her. She was simply delighted by what was happening, but only you knew that for such a trick you were grateful to the guy you met near the flower shop.
You left the underpass and headed toward the next object you had planned for today. The day was clear, and you decided on the way to stop by a park to walk with your companion. After walking through the park, you decided to go to the pond, especially since it's mating season for ducks at this time of year. And how romantic it is to watch them and compare their behavior during mating season, how the male courts the female in this period. And from time to time feed them bread...
After an unplanned walk through the park and visiting the pond, you had a racecourse on your plan, for horse riding brings no less memorable impressions to our memory. And so you headed to the racecourse...
While riding horses, it started to rain, and you decided to just walk in the rain; it's so wonderful and romantic, a walk under warm rain... time was approaching evening and thoughts visited you: It would be nice to "meet" the sunset, if only the rain would stop... And strangely enough, the rain ended, and you headed toward the last event you had planned, meeting the sunset. After seeing the sunset, you headed to your place to change and dry off, and only you knew that another surprise awaited her at home. Reaching your house, drying off and tidying up, you asked her to stand in the middle of the room and close her eyes again... Opening her eyes, she saw a large box before her, wrapped in a festive manner. Like a true gentleman, you helped her deal with the packaging. The climactic moment approached, and she opened it, and... many small balloons burst from the box and soared toward the ceiling, and only one large heart-shaped balloon stopped at eye level... While she stood there realizing what was happening, and while her emotions had not faded, you pricked the large balloon with a needle and then... she was showered in a rain of rose petals... She stood in the middle of the room, absorbing it all, and you realized: that it's not necessary to wait for this day – the last day of one's life, because such happy moments can be given every day.
Night fell outside; after today's unforgettable walk, you were quite hungry... and you invited her to the roof... where a romantic candlelit dinner awaited her and... live violin music...
I think that how she spent this day, she will never forget..