Stared the stones, I taken a deep breath, and you looked at me, softly touching my legs, asking me, if everything was ok.
I smiled you, and I replied: “Yes, it’s all ok… I would like to say you something.”
You looked at me, changing your expression.
“Did I make something wrong? If …”
I tranquilized you, immediately: “No, on contrary, you’ve been sweet”.
My heart was beating strong.
By now, I was on that train, and my run could not to be stop.
I could no longer go back.
“Tonight has been a night that hardly we will forget”, and I continued.
“There is something I want to say you, something, that you should know about my poems…”
You have sat next to me, looking at me, like only you knew do.
“Tonight, the stones said us something important: a thing we can’t ignore, and I want to be sincere with you”.
You was looking at me seriously, and I was literally dying into your glance.
“Absolutely, you must be” you whispered.
I softly touched your hand.
“Do you rembember the guy about the poem, that you have read?” I asked.
You replied me: “It is a beautiful poem. The guy of which you wrote is, by chance… your boyfriend?”
At this question I blushed, but right after, I shaked my head, saying: “No”.
Throwing away the air from the lungs, almost whispering, I confessed: “That’s you!”
Saying this I have closed the eyes.
I was going crazy.
While I had them closed, I have feel your hand holding mine.
I was like suspended, in that endless instant.”