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When I think about what I need to feel complete, I don’t think about a great job, a big house, money, a future. All that comes to my mind is a pure, honest, love.
Imagine the cleaner starry sky, me and the most beautiful girl in the world laid down on the grass, in a summer night just breathing the same air. I would feel complete.
Holding hands in the field, running, playing, kissing under the sun. I get an “I love you” as like as the first time I hear it, everytime It’s like the first time, my heart explode of joy and I can’t control my happines. I would feel complete.
We’re drunk in a pub of a really big city, laughing hard on the streets and suddenly starts to rain. We start running like crazy but we just stop because there’s no reason. We kiss in the crossing and there’s nobody else with us. I would feel complete.
There’s a day that I wake up naked on my bed and when I look to the left there’s the woman I love shinning while she sleeps, so calm, so peaceful, and just by this look I realize that I don’t need anything but her. There must be a moment in life that you just get it, when you have someone that you just get all about what living is about, all that we’re doing here, and the way to get this there must be love. It’s the only way. And when this day comes, when nothing else matters anymore besides the one that it’s meant to be with me, I’m pretty sure: I would feel complete.