I love the smell of wet dirt, the crickets singing in the dark,
the way the grass moves when the wind blows,
the way the full moon lights up the water,
the colors in the sky when the sun is setting and breeze of chilly wind while I’m walking makes me feel alive.
I like the feeling of the moonlight in my face when I go to bed and the warm sunlight when I wake up.
Nothing makes me feel more like home than the feeling of clean sheets in my bed against my tired body after traveling and a homemade chicken soup.
I like talking, I love hearing, but I like being alone with my own thoughts;
getting lost in the infinity of possibilities, of ideas and moments that could’ve been but weren’t, the ones that were, are and will be.
I love seeing people smile when they’re walking down the street, babies playing and kids being kids.
I enjoy slow paced afternoons talking about everything and nothing at all, making people laugh, think and improve is a hobby of mine, and even if I never say it I really hate red wine.
I love the goosebumps I get when hearing a new song, people’s honesty and watching bad movies.
I like talking to myself and laughing at my own bad jokes.
I love the smell of fresh bread, the feeling of chocolate melting in your mouth, the bitterness of a beer passing through my throat and the way a good meal makes me dance of happiness.
I love love. I love simple. I love sweaters and cold weather.
I think everything can be pretty and good.
I cry with romantic movies and I love me a good mystery to solve.
I love shopping and I can be dramatic, I believe that everything can be solved with a little bit of talking.
I love sleeping until late in the morning and staying up at night. I love mid day naps and the smell of firewood just being lit.
I deeply enjoy the sound of the wind going through the trees’ leaves, almost like bells calling for the rain.
I love coffee and the sound rain makes when crashing against a window,
the reflection of water in a dark surface when the sun hits it,
and out of the blue late nights with friends that turn into mornings.
I like aerial views and going to new places. I love freedom and independence.
I love old buildings and taking photos, living in the moment and remembering the old days.
I love the feeling of air conditioning in a hot wet summer day, the gloomy look in the northern countries and a snow day.
I love what I want and I do what I do.
But over all things, I love YOU the most. It’s true.