Maya
At 2:00 a.m. my phone vibrates and I wake up.
I look at Carina, and luckily she sleeps like a log.
So I get up and I go to the living room, I look in her library for a piece of paper and a pen.
When I found them, I sit at the kitchen table and start writing... Letting myself be carried away by thoughts, while images of us flow clear in my head.
I realize that I filled all the sheet in five minutes.
I close the letter writing at the end
"Forever yours, Maya."
Then I fold the paper in half, and I go back to the bedroom.
I put it on her nightstand, and I go back to bed.
I just stay there and look at her for a while...
Then I fall asleep again.
Carina
I wake up, and Maya is beside me, and she sleeps deeply.
I look at the clock and it's 8:15 a.m.
I see a piece of paper on my nightstand, and curious I take it in and I sit better on the bed to read it.
It's a letter, and it's Maya's...
I look at her amazed and then I start reading it.
Hello my sweet baby...
I'm not very good with words, but I decided to try anyway, because you deserve it.
It all started that night, in that bar. At first, what I wanted was just to get drunk, to lower the volume of my thoughts...
To feel nothing at all.
But then you came, with that contagious smile...and those deep eyes and while you read me inside...
You made me fall in love.
You came when I least expected it, when the last thing I wanted to do was think about myself.
And you were awareness, you made me realize that it's not wrong try to love myself a little more.
You were a breath of fresh air when everything around was toxic.
And even if maybe those words aren't enough to make you understand that I want just you... I have to try...
Tonight I need to tell you that even if I thought that I had already saved myself, that I was fine, that I wasn't looking for anything of all this and that I didn't need love...
You gave me something more, hope.
You were the hope.
The hope of being able to believe in something that goes beyond...
Beyond work, beyond projects, beyond bad memories...
Beyond be at the top all the time.
The hope that maybe in the midst of all this...you are worth, to dream, to try, and to love.
Actually, without "maybe".
You are worth.
And I'll repeat it to you every day of my life.
Your smile, your kisses...
You, you're like a drug for me.
And now that I've tried you,
I can't be without you anymore.
It's only because of you that I understand.
And I'll can't thank you enough.
I love you more than I've ever loved anyone.
I love you infinitely.
Forever yours, Maya.
I'm crying so much...
How much I love this woman...
Still with tears in my eyes I put myself on her and start kissing her.
She wakes up surprised but immediately she let herself go to my kiss.
M-"Why are you crying baby? Is everything okay?"
C-"Yes, I just read your letter..."
M-"OH..."
She tells me, remembering.
M-"And you liked it..?"
C-"It's wonderful!
And I trust you Maya!
But please come here, we can talk later...kiss me, I need to make you mine, right now..."
She do as I said, and we make love again, and again, and again.
Carried by passion. Our passion.