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You in a sip.

Just a little bit longer, please. A moment more, I swear it will be fast.

I just need a bit more: a last word, a last kiss, a last touch, a last hug. Just a few seconds, please. Give me just one more glimpse, a smile, a walk, some cuddles. Give me just one more call, one more message. Give me one more dinner, a slice from a pizza we ordered in a rush, one more cookie... just a bite. Give me one more date: should we drink coffee? One cup more only. A sip, maybe? A little tiny sip...

Pause us. Keep us. Hold on to us.
Give me just an instant more. A no-way-back walk by me, to you. Then I will return to me, but I will have you with me. I promise to arrive and don't leave. I promise to stay. I promise you my existence. I promise to you the "yets", the "everythings" and "alls", the "forevers". I promise you sweet, intense, permanent words. I promise you long kisses upon arrival, and bigger ones during the soon-ending "goodbyes". I promise to you the night-long touches. I promise no reason hugs just because, and heartening hugs as needed. I promise I will always see you. I promise to remember your glances, your smiles, and the Sunday afternoon cuddles.

Give me what you never gave me before. Let me give you as much as I have to offer you. Give me just a little bit more, and I will give you everything I can, so you will want to share everything you have for me.


Then I will give you all the time in the world. Actually, I will give you my own world. I just need a little longer... Do you mind giving me some more minutes, please? Some hours, maybe... there's so much to do - a gigantic world to live in, a whole kiss for us to be in.

Linger here: stay longer... on my behalf, for those lips - and everything else - I will stay with no hesitation! There's so much that I still want to show you, so much to unveil! Stay just some time more, it is still early! Don't go yet, I barely saw you - I barely felt us and want us so badly. Just stay here, ok? At least for a moment more: give me a little bit more of you.
Give me a little bit more of us - some days more, maybe. Maybe I am being too bold, as time is something so valuable... But would be a lot to ask you for some months more? It is not that much, I believe... and forgive me my madness, but every time I think of you, I want you a little bit more. I want us a little bit more - a sip from what was not that perfect, but was good enough to love.

Give me a little bit more of us: I was wondering, perhaps, for some years more... and then you just lie here for the rest of our life, pretending we mind that. I really just want a sip more: a sip from the "yesses" and from the "likes". A sip from your oh-so-good intuition - because we both know mine doesn't work that way. A sip from a dream not this short, a sip from a moment that lasts, a sip from a "once upon a time" that can be turn into a "forever" straight away.

Give me a little bit more of us, a little bit more of this, because it was gone in a blink of an eye. Give me just a sip more of us... you in a sip, please.

The Day After Tomorrow.

They think they know. They think seeing us is enough to know. But they don't know: they know nothing! It doesn't even cross their mind.


If they knew, maybe it would be different, maybe they would act differently, maybe things would be different, they would see things differently and maybe, then, the world would conspire in another way.

They think they know, that only seeing is enough, but they know nothing at all. They don't even imagine!


If they knew, maybe they would make the world spin in our favor, maybe they would join forces for us, maybe they would conspire our definitive reunion, maybe they would push us into our final reconciliation. If they knew, maybe there would be a written biography by someone, that would become famous thanks to it.  Maybe it would suit as a fairytale. Some years later, if they knew, maybe some movie would be released, in a major event, with all due pomp and circumstance. Maybe it would become a classic. And then, everyone would know... or, at least, they would think they knew. As if listening was enough to know. But they wouldn't know: they would never know! It wouldn't even cross their mind.

They would never know how it happened: everything we lived before the first time we saw each other, or how we got there - to that meeting point, to that point in our history. 

They would never have the tiniest idea how much our hearts were controlling themselves when we first glanced at each other, they would never have the tiniest idea of what our hearts guessed the first time we got closer, of what they shared during our silent smiles, of what our hearts knew about each other. I think not even we knew what was going on between the two of us: about our heart beats as they were singing in tune the most beautiful ballad; about each and every single curve, vein and shade of ours,  as if they were about to lose themselves in each other's arms and they could do it without a map.  I think only they really know what happened to us.


If our hearts would speak, only from them we would know the ultimate truth: only them would describe exactly every single freed feeling, chill felt, smile shared, exchanged gaze, every single tight hug, word said, impulse held and yielded wish. If our hearts would speak, then there would be a way for the world to have a slight idea of what was left to say and left to feel, of what was said over and over again and was never enough. 

And we did it so many times, and it seems like it wasn't enough: the words said, the gestures, the glances, the words, the touches, the chills, the words, the wishes, the words, the dreams... And everything would be easier if they were kept on going. And the world doesn't know: the world doesn't have the tiniest idea of what it was (and of what it is). It has no idea of what we were (what we are, what we want to be).


And they think they know. They really think they know. Ridiculous world, that thinks will manage to understand it somehow. Stupid world, that thinks someday will know. They don't know: they know nothing! They cannot even imagine!


Probably,  not even we know. Really, I think not even we knew. We couldn't, because everything was gone so fast - life ran too much and was so different. I think

They knew and they are stubborn, punishing us. Punishing us for letting them down.

I think if they would speak, only from them we would know the truth: only them would know how to confess, without messing us up, what we were, what we are and what we could be,  if the world would know just a little, if the world would help just a little, if life would be our complicit.


The world doesn't know, the world only fakes it - and it is bad at faking it. And time passed by, and no one will ever know... and we won't ever know, we will just wait for our hearts: we will wait for them to speak, to see each other, to touch each other, to cross each other again, some day. We will wait they will dream about each other. I hope they still want each other!


And the world will never know... but maybe we will... maybe one day, around there... maybe today, or tomorrow. Maybe they will be synchronized the day after tomorrow.

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