One moment in time

There are things that only happen in the presence of certain people (I’ve learned that more than 10 years ago, but I forgot it until now). Those moments are the magical ones, when some of the buildings appear in a new light, when some of the words without meaning seem charged with something else. I love those moments. And those people. And I always will. I think, without exaggerating, that my heart will be close to some man to whom I was never romantically involved forever (true enough, I can only count them on the fingers of one hand – don’t even need all of them).