What if I told you how beautiful I think you are? What would you say if I told you I love the way your hair waves in the summer breeze? What would you say if I told you that the wrinkle in your nose when you smile is the most charming thing I have seen?
What if I managed the courage to tell you all of this? What if I could look at your eyes and tell you from the bottom of my soul how much you actually mean to me? Those eyes, dark as the night, and bright as the sky, I could just reflect into them until the end of time, without hesitations.
What if I told you how my heart melts every time you smile? And what if I told you that my life finds its meaning every time I make you laugh?
What if I told you how much I…?
– LRB. Evening of 2014-08-08, A Rainy Day
No es extraño confundir cambio con progreso.Millard Fillmore