What does love means?
Does it mean letting you go? Giving you up? Does it mean to be selfish? Or unselfish?
What is, in words that big love… that self abandon in an unknown space and time?
What is that smile that you wake up with, in the morning… and day dreaming about the sun… about the flowers in the spring, about the magic of a bee.
What is that thought of falling without a bottom in a dark red light?
What is that desperate beat that crushes your chest? What is that hand… that keeps you in the hardest moments?
What does special, unique moments mean? When you give… your last smile for her… when with your last powers you look into her eyes and pay for a smile in return… for that shape of curved lips that fills your hart and makes you explode… because she’s yours now, here, for ever…