It was 2016 and If I were to describe that one day, there wouldn't enough books for it.
It is clear in the top of my mind.
Every detail, conversation and choice was different in an unexplicable and intrinsic way.
The night before, why would my mother tell me all of that?
It was almost a cliche, telling me that all my rationality, coldness, rudeness would someday fade away and bring about a warm and loving soul.
I did try to dismiss, and said she was crazy, silly.
In my head, it was the obvious autistic pattern to be followed.
It would have to be another day.
But in my heart, I was everything: scared, excited, happy, amazed, terried.
I had heard of such things.
I never it could happen.
And every second of that day, it just became more intense.
It just became more unexplainable.
The foods.
The places.
The chats.
The car.
The driver.
The color.
The clothes.
The smell.
The route.
The weather.
The songs.
The time.
And then it happened.
The fire in her head
Ready consuming my eyes,
She was there
In each step of the stair
I felt myself higher
And downstair I threw away
All my preconceptions
All my planned conversations
My strategic questions
My hedged fear
They were all awed
Amazed
Dwarfed
I left myself with only
All my simplicity
All my truth
And a smile
Because I knew
Knew exactly what happened
And at that moment
Everything would be better
The first step
In a blessed, divine road,
Everything was better
Everything is better
Everything will be better
And everytime I look back at that day
I can see the metaphors with infinite and all interpretations
The most formidable and complex masterpiece
And all the seconds
All the happenings and words
They hid prophecies
Divine promisses
And the truth
For our two souls
In the way to go
In the way to live
In the way to be.