We were comeback from that strange mental proof, we looked at ourselves, and what which was seemed strange, was been as if we were returned back to the very first night in which I fallen, and you have helped me to stand up, and everything restarted from the begin.
Our emotions, our shyness filled our hearts again.
Everything restarted from that moment.
We were leaving little tracks in our little world, and reasoning above. Everything had an own reason.
We were trying to left everything behind over our shoulders, and little by little we were been able to.
You was looking at me and slowly you have said: “Look what you been able to do…. “, and you have continued to stared at me.
I said nothing in that moment, but right after I whispered: “I wasn’t been me”, caressing your face, smiling at you, touching your chest. You was looking at me, and you have made me blush.
“You have something of magic. From when I have met you in the bar, from I gave my hand to help you to get up, I have understood that you had something special. Perhaps you don’t realize how magic you are. Perhaps was the other you: the witch of the past. But what which I have felt in the crossroad, came from you of the present: from the girl I have met in the bar”
I couldn’t say no, to what you had said me and i have said the same thing about you.
Those proof had said us much about our mental connection, and it was a strong connection.
And right after almost without realizing that, I was telling you a moment of the very first day I have spent with you: a glimpse of when you was out.
“I saw you in that shop with that red shirt in your hands, and you have asked yourself if I would liked it.”
You have looked at me with wide eye open: you seemed surprised, whispering me: “I had no know what I could to take. I hoped you liked it.”
I whispered you: “I loved it so much that I’ve put it on immediately, remember?’
You have nod, and you approached yourself to me, caressing my face: “I’ve told you. You’re magic”, and sweetly you have kissed me.”