Love Story

While in the prime of adolescence, in a spectacular day sabatino, sharing with a group of friends in the field of basketball, I never imagined that this much spectacular day, wherein the joy flowed through the pores, where smiles never stopped, where the joy of the sport was healthy and dynamic, where everything was perfect. It would appear that bright boy who showed her smile, as spring shows its most prized colors; he totally prepared to have a good time, maybe get involved with our group of friends.

His energy was so positive that everyone liked.

His face made me known, but could not remember where.
We share several basketball games and it was inevitable, both physical and visual contact.

My heart was racing more and more, without even think right.
Just remember that the sympathy was mutual and frequent flirting.
When evening fell was inevitable return to our home, all we said goodbye with a smile.
When you get home take a break and I could not stop thinking about those eyes asabache to enlighten me with love.

Suddenly, you hear the doorbell, she received was a visit my uncle, but I was too tired to figure out who it was, from my bedroom, I heard, warm greetings, and many smiles and blandishments, then the curiosity was more stronger than tiredness invaded my body and walk to the room and I could not hide my face of wonder and surprise I felt at this unexpected visit, was a school friend of my uncle, that was not long ago, and that told him that now live in the neighborhood, and of course they are happy in the joy.

but. for me it was more surprising to recall that moment, that face, which that day had been unable to remember.

It was the same boy that I've been talking about, that that radiated energy and which left me totally deranged.

By: Sandra Patricia Cucaita