Late at night…
She woke up and looked at the ceiling. Once again the same smell, the same colours, the same feelings...
And the bed got too hot, too suffocating, too small for her tiny body...
She got up and headed straight to her magic balcony. And even before looking, she knew. The moon was right in front of her. Beautiful. Big. Bright... And she stared for a few moments.
And she remembered. She remembered him… She remembered the conversations, she remembered the feelings, she remembered the desire, the possibilities...
But then she remembered the differences. And she thought about her own life and realized that it was not what she wanted. No, definitely it was not what she wanted. It would change a lot... But it surely felt nice being wooed. So, let’s not close that door. Keep it open and let’s see…
And she stared back at the moon. And the moon told her to think about that last time. And she felt warm inside. She would even say she was feeling hot. But no! She knew perfectly that was not something to last. Maybe to repeat, but without any strings attached.
And once again she felt lost. And she knew she had to think about what had awaken her. Not something specific but she knew the reason. Or the reasons...
The mixed feelings. The wanting. And the not wanting. She had expressed her fears some nights ago and got even more confused. Well, maybe because she could understand her. And she wanted some of the same things. But not everything. Oh no!!! She always refrained herself. And that was really annoying. But well, she knew she had to deal with the situation sooner or later. And the fears would persist. Even after… Because life is difficult, but it is also very easy…
Well, no answers here. Just questions… Questions that would remain and that time would solve. Hopefully…
And she turned back to that other reason. The one which had occupied her mind for a while. Because she wasn’t sure he understood her. She thought he did, but wasn’t sure. And the time apart was good. Good to decide some things. And everything was decided. She decided to…
Well, what she decided isn’t important anymore. Because he helped. But he also made it difficult…
Back to bed she thought about herself. A grown-up woman. In every sense of the word. Well, a bit like her angels. No wishes for commitment and still yearning for them every day and night. And she knew she had the wisdom to see the truth and accept it. And to let life flow without plans. And to love and be loved.
And she knew she would make them happy. And they would make her happy.
And life felt safe. Even with all the insecurities. Why? Because a smile is the best thing in the world. And she had all the reasons to smile.
And she got ready to sleep. But she didn’t. Well, what the hell, things aren’t always like we want or she would be in a very distant place drinking a cup of wine next to a lovely lake and dreaming… So she laid down in bed…
And without realizing it, she dreamt.
A sofa. An interesting film. A warm hand… And she woke up. And took a shower… ;)
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está tudo decidido.
Cada vez mais a decisão fundamental é
"não decidas nada porque entretanto alguém muda tudo"