It was such a cold afternoon that day.
Trains and people, crying and laughter, all in one unique place, a simple railroad station.
Hugs, so many hugs and tears, all in one. So many goodbyes, so many "see you never more". Such a mix of emotions that even I, probably the most tuff human being in the whole planet, have been sensibilized by it.
And that could be just one more afternoon in that unique place of every week. It could be just one simple goodbye, repeated weekly every time you go away. But it wasn't.
It was so damn cold that our usually frindly hug of goodbye kept getting stronger and stronger, tighter and tighter, until you and I were so close that seemed just one person. We look each other on the eyes and then it happened. Simple and beautiful, like love should be.

quarta-feira, janeiro 05, 2005
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