The guitar boy

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Dear Shawn;

One of the many things that I love about you is your talent in music, one of my best memories is the first time I heard those beautiful melodies that you played on your guitar.

You wanted me to be the first person to hear you sing, I remember so clearly that night,

we walked through the dark, hazy streets of Toronto.

Back then we were not dating yet, and it was funny that we were both in love with the other, it was just a question of which one of them will declare it.

And that night you took the initiative, in fact always did.

Deep in my thoughts I had not noticed that we were heading to a large building looking a little abandoned, I said nothing, I wanted to let your grand plan flow.

We climbed too many stairs, I was starting to complain and you just repeated me over and over again it would be worth it, then we came to a big roof overlooking the beautiful landscape of the night lights of the city, it was vaulted with such a view and that was not all, of course not.

Much of the soil was strewn with primrose petals, i was going to collapse right there.

I could not hide the big smile that was on my face in those moments, and when I turned towards your direction you were sitting with a guitar in your soft hands indicating that I will sit with you and that is where the music began to flow
... Where do we go? We do not know

Follow the wind where it blows

Let's make mistakes and do not look back, it's now or never

One of those nights we felt invincible

And every glass was full,

One of those nights

One of those nights, dancing in the stars

Thought that the world was ours,

One of those nights ...

The melodies made perfect harmony with every word that came out of your mouth, really every feeling I felt was beautiful, I wanted to keep it in a small glass box and keep it for life

At no time did our eyes separate, at any moment.

When the song came to an end I could do nothing more than let out a deep sigh and look at the stars, realizing that you cut the distance between us, slowly reloading your lips over mine, your so dedicated and passionate way of doing it caused an inexplicable sensation.

You were kissing me, God, I felt the world belonged to me.

| With all my love, Alaia |

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"Then I saw you, and all the love songs made sense."

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