He looks at her deeply. She remains still. They wait. The words get stuck. They sigh. Before, it was easy. Before, everything was easier. Now, years and decisions weigh.
"You look wonderful", he says.
"Thank you. You... too", she replies.
Sweaty hands, accelerated hearts.
In their mind everything was easier. In their minds, both of them were owners, as their prides.
But now, both were in reality.
That unforgiving reality. That which doesn’t forget. That which doesn’t change the past and doesn’t reveal clues about the future.
Their eyes meet.
There it is again, as it was before. That feeling that makes them difficult to brea
Why do we close our eyes when we pray, cry, dream or kiss?
Because we all know that the most beautiful and wonderful things in life are not to be seen, you can only feel them with the heart.
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