If I can not explain something does not mean that it does not exist ... So even
if I find odd, although I can not deny that we do not find anything "normal" in those words, I can not exclude the truth of them.
I foolishly asked: "Is it really so obvious what I went through?"
The trick, just washed her hair down, my favorite shirt, the pin on the left side with wool roses, earrings and pendants, special gift for a dear friend, are not enough to hide, just hide, what I bring in?
As we think, understand that even if the expression of my eyes had been particularly common, much would depend on the sensitivity, talent in the snatch, but merely to observe, of those who stood before me.
Regardless, rather than dwell on the situation, the paradox of the same, I preferred to get the message, always convinced that nothing happens by chance.
Maybe someone wanted me to know.
I felt upset at that moment, I can not deny it, it was like to be naked for a few minutes in a square full of people.
I danced among the people instead, remained comfortably seated, I smile, I sipped sangria, I enjoyed the evening with people who were with me yesterday. Yet there who somehow received my battles, in spite of my smiles,'s efforts to move forward, despite my rhythmic steps. So once again inside of me I get confirmation that life is not is never alone, even before the eyes of a stranger.
I can not pretend, I can not believe in coincidences, in the "oddities", I can not believe that life is unpredictable in his wonderful little things ...
A little secret kept in my heart, was gutted and never for an instant confirmed. From the silence of my eyes was just caught.
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