Sometimes it seems that a breakup is the end. There will be no more joint plans, common goals. Dreams and expectations are shattered. No one lets go of their love easily, even when it has already lost its power. You cling as if with claws, somewhere you even betray yourself, just to hold on and preserve. But if something is destined to end, life will require rethinking and rearrangement. Every day will inexorably destroy the past, introducing something new. And one day there will be a need to create. Creating a new life story.