That was, indeed, one of the most sweets moments in life. To be honest, she can't recall right now a sweetest one.
She was listening to a story of a little girl and a young guy. The story was cute (as a real love story should be), but she would never expect to hear that his heart was tight. Why, why it would be tight, she kept wondering? The answer was simple: because it was aching. She had nothing else to say than "if you say such thing I must cry..". He replied in a soft manner "then I must cry along..".
She did turn over and the tears slipped through her face. It was probably the sweetest display of care...and he noticed her tears and his tears came along. For a few minutes the world stopped. And everything made sense.
Why a tight heart? As once she heard that love happens when it aches. And those tears? They were certainly not for pain, but for surrender.
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O amor dói. Felizmente, é uma dor de infinitos significados, e de intensidade variável. Uma dor que nem sempre dói. Mas que sempre se sente...
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