I think we forget many things about falling in love. Like the meaning of all the small steps we make towards one one another, the desire to thoroughly comment all those meanings and most of all, the energy, that strange energy keeping us from falling asleep, waking us up early in the morning, making us lose the appetite etc. And most of all the energy of our minds while imagining all possible ends.

I’m writing this down, today, since I know this feeling won’t last very long. But today I am thinking of the smile you gave me yesterday, looked like a happy, grateful smile, I think maybe you were happy because we spoke for the first time. Maybe.

I find it funny how we spoke all polite, all sir/madam, meanwhile we’re giving each other those inappropriate glances 😀 and that big smile.

What is your name?