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I want a love of those that life itself is responsible for surprising you with their meeting, those that when you least expect and imagine, appear as magic and sweeten your soul, those that radically change the routine, that make you think that you're living the scene of a romantic comedy movie.
I want someone to be my friend, the inspiration with which I write, with whom I sing, with whom I get stressed looking for the best outfit when he invites me to a date, someone who looks at me like a precious stone, a rain of colors , the discovery of a treasure, a rainbow with the sun dazzling and the cover of his favorite book. A love with which I can sleep deeply and wake up anxious to see his face, that makes me feel safe only by being by his side, that his arms look like invincible shields where nothing bad can happen to me, that any time we find perfect to go for a walk and walk victoriously holding my hand, showing the world that he is a happy man because he has my heart, my mornings, my afternoons and my nights.
May that love travel the perimeter of my face, that I admire it and ask myself a thousand questions about it in its mind, that I wake up in the morning with the aroma of coffee that I prepare as I like.
A love with which I can talk hours, about anything, about movies, about dishes, about politics, about love, about why we love ourselves, about life, about freedom, about our points of view and ways of seeing life. That love that loves my red dress at night like my pajamas full of prints and my hair disheveled that accompanies me in my uncertainty, my madness, my sadness, my happiness and passion. That a kiss of mine makes him feel calm or completely mad that he loves to breathe my scent, that he loves the strange way in which I sneeze and the great distraction that I suffer from. Do not get tired of telling me you love me, that I'm beautiful, that I'm his wife.
That love that respects my freedom as I do that of him, that can be completely free but that still wants to stay by my side, that we are free together, that he lives his life but wants me to be in it. That love that goes around, somewhere in this world maybe, also looking for me.
a hug to my readers ...!