Kissed and hold my hand, while i stared at you, that you’ve dive yourself in my eyes. And the little bag was still there in front of me. By now our feelings were been themselves open to eachother. We loved eachother.
Your sweetness in your eyes was the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen. And to be honest with myself, what has happened in these few hours with Luke, has filled all my life made by smalls defeats and broken dreams.
Looking at Luke’ eyes, it seemed that him was thinking to the same things.
I have looked at the the little bag in front of me, and slowly i was approaching to it.
I was taking it, but you stopped me. You looked at me, taking my hand.
With your deep voice, you have asked me ‘Are you sure?’ It was, as if in the little bag, whatever it contained, it there was, for real, all your life, all your dreams.
My heart, by now, was exploded. And more i looked at your eyes, more i was conviced by one, only, thing. Something more big than the universe itself, wanted that we were together. And my heart have told me that, time ago. And, surely, it was a kind of love, but much bigger, more stronger than love itself.
Without talking, you answered me to all these my reflections. In a whisper, you have said me ‘ it’s more stronger…’
So, you have extracted the little box from the bag. Sweetly, you have smiled me. You was, almost, shaking. I have notice that, and i took your little box, from your hand. But you said me ‘Let me make open it, for you’. Without say nothing, but only with the eyes, i have said you ‘Ok’.
You was sit in front of me, on the little table.
The atmosphere was become, more surreal than the first time you was approached me to help me to stand up in the bar. And there were passed just only few hours, but with you, in your home, where was happened everything, it was as if it was passed a week or more. The time had seemed stopped.
We were looked at eachother, while you was opening the grey velvet box. The first between us, whom have looked at inside of the box, has been you, Then, as if you guided my glance, i have looked at its content. You have pulled it out, and slowly you have put it at my finger.
It was a beautiful silver ring with an amethyst stone on.
You have whispered me ‘The silver is magic as you, and the amethyst has the power to calm….Since when i crossed my glance with your, something inside of me calmed my anxiety. You’re magic, and i thought this ring was made for you’.
I just wanted that this moment has ever no end.”