Looking at us almost understanding, how our parallel world was working.
We had still on our minds every sensations we had felt standing there, and what we had seeing, but above all were the feelings that were inside us, ad that had left us stunned.
We looked at each other but at certain point, I have asked you some sheets of paper, I’ve took a pencil from the little table in front, and i’ve started to write.
It’s been the first time, after you have invited me to go in «your apartment» from where I would wanted never move myself, just in few little occasion, that I have wrote.
I have started to write, while you stared at me enchanted.
Me, I was estranged, from you, from the apartment, from everything surrounded me.
I was starting to write about Our Parallel World: I was writing about my emotions, but also your. I just needed to see your eyes to perceived every little emotions still stored in your heart from that journey. Feelings, sensations, emotions were the same.
The most big feeling was the love that we had felt.
But inside that feeling contained everything was a mix of other sensations.
The mystery of our love, the great passion of the present that was mixing with the past, the fear… and the great sensations that we were feeling in those instants.
While I was writing you was looking at me. And we could feeling it surrounding us, while the only noise in the apartment was my pencil on the paper.
And it was running fast.
You was looking at me from the edge of the sofa: you was next to me.
I had decided to settle myself on the floor, for write better on the little table.
I seemed a road roller. I was writing millions of words, and when I was finished a sheet of paper I starting another one.
While you was collecting them, you was taking a look on what I wrote.
I could felt you sigh: I knew, they were your same feelings.
I sighed me too. I turned myself, and I have see you while you was reading my last sheet full of words.
You have lay your back on the backrest of the sofa, while me, I was settling, on the sofa next to you.
You have looked at me and softly, you said: “It’s wonderful…”.
Slowly we dived ourselves in our glances, and we given ourselves a long passionate sweet kiss.”