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It was one of those spring afternoons when you feel thoughtful and in no mood for anything, tired of seeing your friend’s heart being broken all the time, or the girl you like being focused on someone else who doesn’t know what they want.

As I walked through my neighborhood, I caught a glimpse of this girl I hadn’t seen for so long. She was so damn pretty! I approached to greet her without imagining that she would hug me... I didn’t expect it. Her warmth was comforting and I never thought that I would feel so much peace when hugging someone that I didn’t think I would see again.

After that hug we got lost in a talk about what had happened to our lives, about her goals and dreams, she told me that her heart had been broken so many times she couldn’t find all the pieces. I offered her a hug and told her that I would help her little by little. I didn’t want to seem too forward but I told her that I loved her cute smile, and I didn’t think it would be so soon that this person would become so important to me. She started doing things that made me feel special, like those messages she left on my window. The first one read:

“Same place and same time as yesterday...’’

I couldn’t help but smile and be excited; blushing, I went to my bed and read the note over and over again because I didn’t think it was possible.

I went to see her in the afternoon at the same time, she was pensive, but I was more than motivated to try to appease her doubts, offering her my feelings. Without saying anything, I kissed her and I felt that time had stopped. It was so special, so inexplicable and unique.

In her smile I burnt like hell, and I loved it. At that moment we were holding each other’s eyes and we didn’t want to go anywhere else. In her eyes I discovered universes full of stars and a magic that I can’t explain, but that made me feel a fire burning in the middle of my chest.

At dusk we risked talking about the future...

She wanted to jump into love and so did I. I felt that I was ready, but I knew that everything had to go slowly to give time for each moment to pass as it should. But this was almost impossible because I had a sea of butterflies in my stomach that made me feel vertigo and happiness at the same time.

“Without guessing it”.

She was leaving notes every day at my window, with a stone on top to prevent them from flying. I loved reading them for they had so much magic in each line, in each verse, and they always ended with the same phrase: “same place and same time”. I was already in love with her and didn’t know how to explain my feelings, but deep down I knew that in the midst of our eyes there were no words so I had to show her. In the afternoon I went to see her and had a letter for her in my hands. She smiled when she saw it, but I told her that she couldn’t read it until she got home. That afternoon we got lost in time again and the feelings rose every second. When she held my hand, she made every second valuable; she made me feel more alive than ever, as she filled every moment we spent together with happiness — every single moment.

When she got home she opened my letter gently for fear of tearing the paper as her hands were shaking with emotion.

She read:

“Same place and same time. I pray that every afternoon time stops while you look at me, I want us to take our dreams, our fears and our destiny, to hold each other tightly, never letting go, —I will not let you go—. I feel that I am not me if I am not with you, that your fleeting and infinite smiles scare my demons. I want the Moon to contemplate us at night, she is beautiful and bright as always, while our arms wrap around each other, while we lose ourselves. Don’t be afraid, just don’t disappoint me, - don’t break me – don’t leave me and I will love you every afternoon, making time our ally while we lose ourselves in that beautiful dance, lost in our eyes”.

As if I was an eternal flower and you the hummingbird that comes to kiss me every morning, that’s how I want it to be. Forever.

Don’t worry, I’ll not go anywhere, I’ll stay here counting the seconds for you to come back to me or rather to your home...

In my arms.