Would it be fair to say that I missed your voice after just one day?

I mean, without even taking into consideration the thought, a perplexed idea and strong light feeling stood up in the middle of a broken smile.

And thus, ladies and gentlemen, like two lost souls swimming in a white ocean, year after year, we placed our hands together and they seemed to think without thinking; feel, still lacking the notion of “feeling” and gradually move one after another, like they were each trying to understand the other; analyse its peculiar path which after a few seconds of playing, was photographed in a mirror and followed slowly. Could it be even more undemanding than that?

Hands can feel, but cannot speak as the eyes do. And so, a first and final glance says more and more, time after time. They unchain a story you might not desire to reveal and share an emotion you might want to keep inside, whatever the reason.

And therefore, if you had glazed into my eyes today, you would have found out what they had to say: “I missed you”, although it passed merely one day.

02:36:41

Tuesday, 30 July 2008