Still in that magical atmosphere, but in our minds were alot of questions that wanted have a reply.
You was looking at me, looking for to understand if now, was everything ok. I’ve understood it without you opening your mouth.
In a whisper i’ve said you ‘Yes, it’s everything ok, now’ I was looking at, you was shyly smiling me.
Everything was absurd, but in a sense it was aint at all.
Me, i was been the first who started to talk, slowly for fear that the magic broke itself.
We had holded our hands tight, and we hadnt took off our eyes, one from another.
I’ve took a deep breathe and i have started to talk.
‘Since i was a child i have always believed to be a witch…’ I had left in suspension that phrase, shaking my head, now that what we had discovered.
‘That leather little bag with the little stones inside, was been given to me, by a homeless saying me a phrase that only now i have understand. He said me «You will meet him again». From that day, i never met him again, i wanted asking him who i would have met again’
I had tell that story with the look down, but slowly you have took my face and gently our glances met. We were looking at us, one another and in a sigh i whispered ‘I would have met myself…again… with you…’
This time, your eyes themselves got wet. And i was seeing all your sweetness and everything you was feeling.
It was one of the biggest feeling you was feeling in that moment, and i have felt your heart explode.”