TALES OF VERA

I read this story and thought i should share them. No matter the situations, he keeps to his words.

No matter how long those aspects but aspects ..!?

I do not want to tell a story, but the story, the best story that has been read, filmed because this story has been lived ...
 
Begin to imagine a wonderful and intriguing, a maze? Maybe ... It was the first day of the month of the year that everyone was waiting with joy, not in July to go to sea, not in December for the Christmas tree; March! Yes, the month of spring, the alarm from hibernation, the trees in flowers, from just born love that if you shout too them afraid: they are fragile, they are shy, they are dormant. The protagonists of the south, were not physically close, but they were not so far away that they can not touch. Were two souls who traveled a lot, turned, browsed, investigating. In the euphoria of their wandering they met, they discovered that it belonged. Bingo! You say, or bad luck, you'll think! Well, neither the one nor the other because it was all one. The one began and the other went on! She allowed herself to be swept away by this situation in a sweet, gentle, sweet. It seemed a dream and she liked more and more. He was curious and she fed her curiosity. Now beginning to live in symbiosis. The one walking softly in the thoughts of the other, in silence, on tiptoe, slowly to be quiet so as not to break the spell that had created. He was shy but very sweet, his knowledge, his knowledge tended to capacity, were scary. She was so talkative, clumsy, hard head, but when he read a message from him or heard his voice, she melts like snow in the sun, freed his mind from his thoughts in 1000 and is carried away on the wings of freedom without thinking nothing, without providing anything, without expecting anything. We tried at all hours of day and night without rest, for them there was the alternation of day and night, every moment was wonderful to look for, to meet, gather, brushing against. In the air breathed such a scent that only their recognized: was the scent of the voltage that is generated towards one another. It was not only electricity, magnetism was not alone, the tension that generated the two souls could not be measured with conventional parameters. They laughed in their lives, they smiled their looks etched in a Selfie, were so excited to words that expressed in a chat room, you were so sensitive to feel their heart vibrate, those were not just words printed, they were like whispering! For two months they heard wonderful food in them such a curiosity and complicity that only two neurons "silent" manage to establish. They recognized everywhere, especially in the stars that they loved so much. They had the same passion: the sky for its immensity, its vastness. Their endless thirst for knowledge, their endless curiosity that bound them. She loved everything about him, always active, cheerful. She was fascinated by his good sense, by the power that emanated from its tranquility. He had his dose of sugar and honey, his coffee and his chamomile. She felt safe, he could never hurt her never to upset her, but .... just love it. Love it as it was, with its merits and its flaws 1000. She played with him always, sometimes when the child woke up with a grandCasino, sometimes woman with her warmth and her passion. Sometimes when mom comes around and scolded him if everything was done to perfection. Days, hours, months .... moment: after two months of endless joy, of phrases and words spoken from the heart (they had decided to feed each other, not to lie to, to share their life better or worse, not separated ever heart and mind) ... Well came the fateful day! Of what? The two souls had to materialize, take shape, touching with hand. It was the best day of their lives, not counted the hours, not minutes, but ... a second that separated them. The more time decreased, more butterflies in their stomach danced gently until saziarli. As of this meeting? Indefinable, indescribable, of infinite joy that can not be told with a sentence with a word! ♡ 

A Vera Di Cagno Story.