Believe in Fairies

Yesterday I was with my girlfriend, talking to her, talking about beautiful things, real and improbable. Smiles, kisses and hugs were there, between us. Behind we can listen a voice that says a history, like a book, our book of our history. Wonderful moments like we don’t have in months, and all this yesterday.

It don’t have nothings with fairies, and I don’t believe in mythical beings. But I believe in it’s histories.