Let me think, imagine and give you an image of what would be just perfect: We shall call her D. and him M., no special relationship between them, just friends since….ever.

He has just arrived home with no mood for anyone else but the one whose mind has abruptly lost the path towards his due to that odd way of acting. He lays down desiring to be unconscious for the rest of the day, forget and remember to breathe. Message sent, it goes something like: “could you please come down when you’re back, I’d like to give you….”and so on. Eyes looking straight forward, heart beating like a drum, but an answer is far from being received. He decides to sleep, impossible action as the mind starts yelling. Twenty minutes have passed and M. is nowhere to be dreaming. Somewhere between: “I shouldn’t have…” and “I just want” he is being given a sign of life: “Come outside”. Quickly grabs what he wanted to offer, takes a long, deep breath and… People run before his eyes, but he can only see her, coming and coming.10 cm between them. He raises his hand holding something, leans forward and smiles-“I’m sorry”. Time sits still for a few seconds as D. returns that heart-stopping smile with such a sincerity that you could never imagine. Just perfect. But this is far from being over. They walk, talking, holding hands, unaware of everything else, when she suddenly stops in the middle of an intersection. It was 9:30 pm…she slowly kneels right there, face upwards, looking into M.’s eyes and says: “I…love you!!!”. He grabs her by the hand, thinking: “God! I love you!”, go in a safe place a few meters ahead and he holds her in his arms, hugging her so tight that she runs out of air. That second they start walking… The rain has stopped 15 minutes ago and there are only about 9 degrees outside, M. and D. being lightly dressed. Their hearts are beating faster than they could ever imagine, for the situation they were in was new to them. Half and hour later, no one’s around, just them in the middle of the most romantic city of all, Paris. D. and M. stand before each other, she resting her arms on his shoulders, fingers crossed and he holding her by the waist. Here’s where the best part comes: he asks: “Are you cold?” and she answers: “How can I be when I’m in your arms?”. His heart just melts; it is the most frightening, but perfect moment ever. They just stand there holding each other close, the love for the other one being as real as the glowing stars above them. Although the grass was as dry as an ocean, she “faints” down and M. follows her, standing by her side. “I must be going crazy” D. says, “We’ve been friends since kinder garden, so I can tell you anything right?”. M’s reply goes something like: “Of course, you know that”. A few seconds of silence and she whispers, reading his mind and heart completely:” May I kiss you?”………………………………………………………….

Monday, 16 July 2007

12:22:39 AM