As I walk into the room, the full moon shine entering by a open window blinded me. I stopped for a second to adapt my eyes to the dark, and then I continued walking to you. The music around us was the most beautifall of all, silence. As soon as you saw me, you standed up immediatly, letting your bench of prowd fall down to the ground.
I fixed your smile, with a shine like the gorgeous full moon in the cold dark night out there, and suddently you started walking towards me. I shaked in fear. You were approaching slowly, like if you had pleasure in making me suffer.
In the second that I could saw you're beautifull dark eyes, I saw a small tear, shy and precious, hiding itself from me in your eye. You finnaly got by my side, face to face, with your sad eyes glazing into my painfull eyes. You're lips said a silent "I'm sorry" and you're eyes set free that shy tear down to your neck.
You embraced me with a strenght that I thought you didn't have and you keep crying in silence, feeling sorry for you and for me. Then, you whispered into my ear an even more sorryed "I'm sorry" than before.
You kissed me in a silent kiss, you're lips next to mine, you're eyes closed in a passionated way.

And during this whole story, I couldn't stop thinking: "The moon is so amazing tonight".


If only love was that beatifull in the real life, instead of being so damn painfull...

tiago sousa garcia, 8:02 da tarde