Each time we met,
The stars are shining
The sun is smiling
The sky is painted with a clear Blue hue, peace indeed.
I met several hues, but, you...
Yes you, there is something which I cannot explain.
I started to see the beauty of the world when I met you.
I started to feel again and to believe that kindness is still alive.
I don't know what potion you brought to my world that it made me smile right after the pain that I have been into.
Is it me? Who just thinks of you as someone who is special? Or is it actually us?
