- "So what did you think?"
- "Well, well ..."
- "Yes, I understand that you do not particularly like the sport," she says, picking, in his words, a slight and ill-concealed impatience, "but sometimes you have to be able to groped a different way ..."
- "Ah ha!".
The to laugh, and knows that his is not a laugh of scorn, but it is a way to turn on almost ironic that he was taking the discussion seriously.
"You're absolutely right.
And then I enjoyed a lot in covering the meeting, I do not have with the sport itself ... "
-" So what's the problem? "She asks, while the eyes looks around, as if to better investigate the environment which, as they walk and talk, it seems ... even wrap.
- "The problem lies in the competition.
See all those people who live the sport only to reach a goal, to prove themselves better than the opponents in a race continued, uncontrolled, with no time or desire to stop and think, well, all this confuses me ... "
-" But I must say that the game we have just seen, not There was nothing like that ... "
-" Yeah, that's it. "
The answer comes out spontaneously, and is surprised to have expressed such confidence in giving her, but she does not seem to have noticed.
"For once, I could see a game made just for fun.
Yes, basically I think that's how you should do, that we must live the sport.
without getting in the middle of the desire to overpower the other. "
- "Tell me, Alex," he tells her, realizing that the best thing to do at this point, you change the subject, and focus on something more direct.
- "How would you like to make a leap in that space?".
him to stop and look.
The long notes, for a moment that seems endless, and it does so quietly, in an unreal condition, because even she, watching him watching her, utters a single word, as if he knew who should not have to wait , his answer will come soon.
now she has become accustomed to him, His manner to these, although the fun.
He likes to think about things more in a moment, to dwell for a moment, trying to catch them.
loves to dwell and to understand just what, in general, is not allowed during performances sports, where prevails the race, the competition, the desire to win and triumph, to be faster than the others, period.
And this time, explained why he loves when she does this kind of questions.
With that tone. When
, breaking the climate of discourse up to that point, she turns to him and asks him to do the simplest thing in the world, however, that she seems the best thing that a man and a woman, fond as they, can do.
Then he turns, looks around and does what many others would have suffered, but he preferred to wait a while 'before you do, in order to look good the first woman who stands before, and that did that request, to grasp once more the essence.
He turned, and tried to locate the room in which she was speaking.
- "There he is over there," she added, raising his arm to immediately provide an indication of the direction where to look.
- "Ah, I see!" Is his answer.
- "I understand ... and you know what? ... I like that place.
Thus, seen from the outside, looks like a saloon, such as those seen in western movies.
You know I've always liked these venues ... "
-" I know very well, "she says, once again secure her, once again showing to know him deeply, and better than anyone else.
's nice to have someone close to him that you know so much, I can say so many things about you without fail ever. This
what he thinks, but he is planning to share it with you.
After all, why should not he?
once, groped can act in a manner different from what was used in the past.
He used to always stay inside all the things he was thinking, because for many years, was at his side no one to communicate, no one to discuss it in the most spontaneous and sincere as possible.
Now that someone was there, and it was a beautiful woman, things were different, but he sometimes falling back into habits of yesteryear.
thought one thing, and had not yet undergone the spontaneous attitude to communicate to her, to put it in tandem with his thoughts.
It was a moment, but it happens.
Then, immediately understood that she must speak, because if he did not share, if not immediately explained what he had in mind was not that create smooth, nodes that, over time, would have risked becoming increasingly large, up to become a huge problem, capable of making very difficult their relationship.
And he does not want to go that far.
does not want their love that had no trouble.
So now begins to speak.
- "You know, attacks, while a light and measured steps, with the quiet courage of those who can not in no hurry to get to their destination, because much of the fun comes from the path," it's nice to have someone beside understand that you know so well .... "
taking a short break, then continues: "I have never seen such a thing in my life, you know you've always been a loner, one who thought things and kept them for himself ... but with you it's different, You can make me open up beautifully, and I want to tell you, honestly, my heart ... so, here, now, as we cover the last few yards that separate us from that place in the Wild West-style saloon where we decided to enter, I I want to tell you I'm happy to Thee reveal all these things, I'm delighted that the person with whom you let me in either, and I would love it if I were you ... forever. "
They stop.
Another time.
were missing very few steps to reach the venue, and find within it, who knows what to do at that point.
Maybe they ordered a light lunch, so, just to recover from the recent experience in that stage where, together, hand in hand, had attended a meeting of basketball.
Or perhaps you would be limited to one beer per person.
But now they are there, in front of the restaurant-saloon of the Far West, and look.
They look for long, as usual, then she gently moves her head towards him, puts his hands on his face, leads him towards him, and kisses him.
She kisses him, hard, for a time that seems eternal.
And he has never felt better in his life.
And think about what you just did.
If he kept his thoughts to himself, as he did once, would not derivative at all.
They would enter, normally, in that space that is before them, knowing each other things they already knew, nothing more.
knowing only those things that have no need to be said, because it usually take for granted.
And they would continue their life, not saying that they loved each other.
confining themselves to think.
But he spoke, has confessed his feelings, his thoughts of the moment.
And he did right away, without fear, without even waiting that had come into the room, perhaps sitting at their tables with the dishes ordered before, in a condition that probably would have gained in serenity, but lost in poetry.
No, he has spoken now, playing instantly, while they were still outside.
Because often in life one must be sincere and true also in the timing.
And now I'm standing there, kissing, kiss, and that seems as long as their entire life so far.
is a kiss full of all the best things they have done together so far.
It's the kiss of true love.
The kiss that comes suddenly, without warning, as long as the conditions are there to welcome him.
To hear the fans full of life.
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