Perhaps you do not notice, that sometimes you look at me so slowly, so attentive, and I surprise you watching me, as if thinking about who this man is among these web-eyed lashes, and abstract ideas. And you seem to find within me the details that I did not even know I had, and you approach my body, my mouth that now you kiss as if looking for something I did not know I could give. And in the sound of kisses answer a thousand doubts, and between one and another embrace you catch my life, the very life that I want to paint with you. And you know, I do not know if at the end of my journey through this world you will be by my side, and I am afraid to think that it is not me with whom you share your life. Because sometimes I am distracted by thinking about what is written "forever" or "what is ephemeral" in the lines of destiny, and we do not really know if we will stay forever or if someone will leave, like a bird that he has to find his destiny. It is true that sometimes we are distrusted to face the rest of life, it makes us afraid to open the possibility to the heart, because we live a life where everyone disappoints us, where people move away, or they hurt you when staying, but today; today I will trust that this love is true. Why honey; in the language of your kisses I have understood little by little that you, could be the love of my life. That love that is with me at the end of my road.