Ask me

How did we do it? How do we still do it today? I have no specific memory but the certainty of affection has always been there.

When did we start looking at each other eyes? When did we say 'I love you' for the first time? I reread our letters and move about every single step as if I didn´t do it before, as if I could feel everything again.

Where did I find you? Yes, I know that one and it is the reason why we are still here today.

How much did we share? How much do we want to keep sharing? I think about every travel and the times our fingers didn´t touch each other.

What did we tell the nights that we didn´t want to talk? What did we conceal the mornings that we didn´t stop talking? I remember every single innocent gesture and the silence that we didn´t want to drive away.

Why? Why do we have to ask? Why don´t we live it if that´s enough?