No Regrets!

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How was I supposed to live with a constant doubt, hammering at the bottom of my mind?

That was my situation at the time, the days were passing but my love was coming back so slow.

The whole ABBA mania took us all by surprise, it was out of proportion, no of us wanted such thing.

And then, out of the blue, 1975 came, and it was Germany, the place choosed by the gods to play with me.

Agnetha was still the same, but there was something I couldn't put my finger on, since our little encounter that night at the bar.

Have I told you how gorgeous she was? I'm sure I did, but let me expand it.

She had a childish face, a melancholy and distant look, serenely framed in glass-colored eyes, electric blue. An appropriate description, because from the start they woke up in my blood something inexpressible.

Everytime I see her, It reminds me of something my granny used to said: 'When true love appears, it will shake you and everything will be natural. Do not fight against it, do not question it, let it overwhelm you. Love, when it is real, is always terrifying'.

Those simple words framed everything that Agnetha produced in me.

All those words took on a new meaning an eventfull day, back in Germany.

We were happy to be there, don't get me wrong, but it also was tiresome as hell.

We were like marionettes, everybody's pets, just as long as we sang. Yeah, I'm sure you get it, that song couldn't be more acuratte.

It all happened on the second day there, I still remember every moment in detail, every word exchanged between her and me, and the consequences of that night still reverberate today.

Benny and Björn were out in an after party, I wasn't in the mood, I just needed so badly be able to sleep. But as usual, my plan didn't go as I thought.

I was already in bed, wearing an old Benny's t-shirt, when a knock happened at my door.

I didn't even try to get up, whoever was could go to hell, yeah, I was really moody, but the noisy intruder didn't gave up.

So, with a sigh I went there, she was the last person I expected to be, it was Agnetha, in a robe.

- "Agnetha, what are you doing here?"

- "Can I come in?" - She didn't answer my question but I let her in anyway.

I was expecting her to talk, I couldn't stand more silence between us so I took the lead.

- "So, would you tell me why are you here?"

She finally looked up at me, shit, those puppy eyes again, they would be the ruin of me.

- "I don't like to be alone in that cold room.. Can I... Can I sleep with you?"

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?

- "What you mean with sleep?" - Did I say that aloud?

She laughed and came closer, my first reaction was to move back but the stupid wall was already there, who on earth created this tiny hotel?

- "Frida, you're silly sometimes"

- "Am I?"

She didn't say a thing, just walked to the bed and take off her robe, showing me a par of sinful legs.

- "Will you join me?" - I heard, and for a second I believed this was just a dream, one I used to have more times than I like to.

- "In a moment... Such a beautiful night, isn't?"

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