You never know when you get up in the morning that your life could change that very day, that your world is about to turn upside down, you just don't expect that to happen, until it does.
I remember it clearly, It was a Wednesday, it was cold and I had my umbrella with me –although I never actually got to use it, I knew it beforehand but I like to walk around the city with it– , it was a long day, one of those days you just want them to be over before they even begin. I had classes early in the morning and then I had to wait after lunch. I used to go to a café nearby the campus. I had classes later.
We'd been texting the whole day, we had been texting each other for a few days now and the anxiety could only keep growing. Of course anxiety had an easy fix and the obvious time to finally meet up was around the corner. I took the train –as I do every single time I have the chance–, I kept texting to let you know I was getting closer.
I finally saw you, tried to stay calm but now we know how nervous we were on that moment. I remember you sitting there. I knew there was no turning back from that very moment, the cold didn't matter anymore, nor did the umbrella or the time that has always been ethereal, I blinked my eyes and we were sitting by the beach sharing a pizza, I blinked again and we were on a plane creating more memories, I try to take pictures as much as I can to keep track of time. What happened next is part of the mystique that love stories tend to have. A few cups of tea later and now I'm sitting here late at night thinking of you. One year has passed since that day and I cannot wait to see what's next.
Love you forever
