He pulled back leaving me lost in his blue eyes, I know he is aware that the time had stopped passing for the two of us, and our hearts are beating without a sound, now that our eyes are becoming mirrors of ourselves, I can see everything very clear, like a window lost in time, his eyes are telling me about things that we were never aware that exists, but which are there, ready to be discovered and known only by souls, not by bodies. Sentences that are perfectly understood, even when left unspoken, and all feelings hanging up in space; only love and peace are in ourselves, two things that rarely come together, but totally normal at the presence of the person you love, then you find yourself in front of countless doors that opens for a fraction of a second and close once again, giving you glimpses of what lays behind, roads never taken, choices never made, truth and lies. And then he blinks, and everything disappears.