Until we meet again
So it happend, we finally saw each other again. It was a happy moment, at least for me. I’ve always thought that it’s a nice thing that when you get to see a person with which you had conversations that never had an chance to end because you ended first with him or with her and having that charming moment in which you can talk again of those things and put an end, it’s kinda magical, you know?
So well, i saw him again and it was different… You could still feel that weird magic between both of us, but it was a different kind of magic, a more mature one, i guess.
And its really weird to feel love for someone but a mature love. Time went by and it was like we never felt it, just like in the old days…
I love him, but its a different love. Its not quite a friendly love, its like a free love, a happy love., i don’t know how to explain it. I will always think that he’s just the handsomest man in the world, that’s a fact.
But what we have or at least what it feels when i get to see him, it’s that we have an unfinish business, have you ever felt that?
I don’t know if you’re still reading my blog, but if you do, i want to tell you that i love you, but not like before, i love you in a free form, (don’t get weird) and if God, universe, destiny or if all the planets get aline again, hopefully one day we get to solve that unfinish business i feel we have left.