🌺💙That it's not me...

🌺💙That it's not me... 

I still remember that evening... 

When between the joke and not so much, 

smiling, 

you said to me "I want to enter your world and I want to be part of it".

Surprised, 

always between the joke and not so much, 

smiling, 

I replied: "Why?"

"Why do you want to enter my world and be a part of it? What does my world have that yours doesn't?"

Until that moment her eyes were fixed on each other and the looks were intense, 

alive and curious.

Until then though. 

Until silence took the floor and decided to become master, 

master of that moment.

Requests had been made and answers had been given. 

The embarrassment was strong and it was evident.

SOMEONE HAD TO "BREAK" THE ICE AND I DID!!

Mine is a world made of clouds, 

thunderstorms, 

rainbows and rays of sunshine. 

Mine is a world made of yes and no moments.

Mine is a world made of silences and words.

But above all it is a world made up of certain "spaces". 

Spaces that I have never allowed anyone to invade.

They are mine and they are places where I "take refuge". 

Maybe even wrong but that's how I am!

And you, 

with those questions you already knew everything but you wanted to understand. 

You wanted to dig into my soul and understand.

UNDERSTAND TO WHAT POINT I CAN AND COULD OPEN OR CLOSE TO THE WORLD... 

💙💖💗💕💓💘💞💝