The phone rang all day, but I didn't want to answer, I'll regret not picking up the phone all my life.

This tragedy It changed Alex’s life forever. He'd like to turn back the clock and fix it, but it's impossible. What happened and why the hero of the story can not forgive himself, read further in the article.



I have always been popular among girls and was in good standing with teachers. At university, I could get any, but I preferred Natasha. She was my opposite: quiet, calm and humble. I loved to attract the attention of everyone around me and led a very active lifestyle.

Natasha changed me for the better. I was like a different person with her. But when everyone found out we were dating, they started gossiping behind their backs. Natasha came to the capital from the village, was born into a poor family. No one knew what I saw in her. But I didn't care.



It's been 2 years. We graduated from university and started working. I plunged into a new stage of life and spent less time on Natasha. She was worried about it, even suggested we start living together. But I just didn't need it: I didn't even think about the wedding. Although Natasha really liked my mother, and she often said that she dreams of such a daughter-in-law.

The only person who knew about all our problems was my close friend Artem. We used to hang out at my house, play computer games to relieve stress after work. One day he honestly asked me why I didn’t propose to Natasha, ‘Bro, she’s cool.’ She takes care of you, cooks deliciously, and is also beautiful!



And I hesitated, but I said, "You know, we're kind of bland." Yes, Natasha is a wonderful girl. But I got it and I felt like I had lost any interest in it.” At this point, a phone call was made.

The phone rang all day, but I didn’t answer. I wanted to be alone and not think about anything. In the evening I picked up the phone and saw a message from Natasha. I didn’t know at the time that this was our last correspondence. She wrote: 'I got a call from your mom saying she wasn't feeling well and asked me to come over. You must be very busy. But don't worry, I'm going to see her. I'll take care of everything. Love you, honey!



I felt guilty both to my mother and to Natasha. I immediately decided to call my mother, but she got ahead of me and called me again. At the other end of the line, I heard my mother crying: “Lesha, where have you been?” I tried calling you, but you didn't pick up. So I asked Natasha to come. But on the way to me, she had a car accident.”

I immediately interrupted her and told her I would come right away. But my mother said, "Lesha, it's too late." The taxi in which Natasha was traveling collided with the bus. The injuries Natasha suffered were incompatible with life. It's over! ?



For a second, I thought it was all a joke, some kind of prank. I hung up on the phone and reopened our correspondence: “The user was online 2 hours ago.” I didn't want to believe what happened. Couldn’t this have happened if I had just picked up the phone?

More than six months have passed since then. This tragic story opened my eyes. But I can't live like I used to. I find it difficult to communicate with people and now I work with a psychiatrist. But I don't think it helps. Natasha often comes to me in dreams and asks the same question: “Honey, why?”



I don't know what to say to her. I look into her eyes and start crying. And she leaves. I wake up in tears and realize that nothing will come back. Will I ever be able to forgive myself?

This story is best described by the expression “What we have – do not keep, lost – we cry”. And while Alexey won’t be able to change what happened, he won’t let that happen again. Sometimes a person needs to know real grief in order to change. Agreed?