Myself, i was slowly opening my eyes, and you was next to me, sat on backrest of the bed, with a paper and a pencil, writing.
You was focused to write that you didnt realized that i was staring at you.
Me, i asked myself ‘What are you writing?’
You was so concetrated on that sheet. I was smiling, i didnt wanted distract you.
My feelings were strong and you pencil so fast, that in someways, they seemed go trought the same path, but on differents lanes.
Sometimes, you have lifted your face for to look at something that there wasnt. You was collecting your thoughts, and right after, you have put them on that sheet.
Maybe it has been, as the first time you have felt the need to put your feelings on paper.
You was still writing, and in my mind, an image, you that, just entered in your apartament, almost breathless, was in search of a sheet and a pencil to write many phrases, even unfinished, on what you had felt when our glances met, the first time.
You was writing fast, sometimes you deleted the last phrase you have wrote and you murmured.
You was so tender. But i understood you.
When, was seemed that you had finished to write, sweetly i caressed you, and our glances met for the first time, that morning.
You have smiled me sweetly, while you have put down the paper and the pencil on those little furniture close the bed, and you have kissed me, asking me if i had slept well. My glance was one of the most sweet i had could give to you. ‘Since when i sleep with you, everything around me is wonderful, you, are wonderful’ it was my reply.
You looked at me silently, then you gave me the sheet, in a whisper, you said me ‘I want you read it’. I settled myself even me, on the backrest and i have began to read.
When i began to read it, i leak the breathe. My heart has began to beat hard.
What which you have wrote in that sheet, were the very same sensations, emotions, the feeling of freedom from the past that we had feel last night, and at the end, you have described your love for me.
When i have finished to read it, i have leaned the sheet by a side. You was looking at me. Our glances dived one in another, then after a moment in suspension, we kissed us passionately.”