lo lisa que era tu sonrisa

And then we land back into marvelous. Bliss. Friends. Every moment flowing harmonic, pink and creamy swirls. The black inked rose sketched onto the kitchen table napkin. The arms abrigoed around my blanket full of trust love and comfort. It's easy to be with you and the afternoons seem to pass us by like the soft breeze in the trees; hardly noticed and gentle. For now we can continue así enjoying the stillness of the situation, but soon there will come a time where the rest of the world will be pushing us forward and we'll have to decide in which directions we will go and which of the maletas will we be carrying with us.