Literature
To start all over.
To start all over... perhaps, the only way. Maybe, the only way to accept what my heart's screaming.... A "yes, I want". I want to try again, because I believe in me, because this can be something better than anything I've ever lived. I want to feel it for real, no matter how much time passes, because... what does time means to this feeling of mine? To wait. To let the hours, the days, go by... To give my feelings the chance to grow, to reach maturity, to become something even more beautiful, more wonderful. To give myself the opportunity to understand, the way you learn day by day with her, with every gaze, every word, with every kiss, every