I found you again...

That afternoon when he left the house you went to the garden having the need to just think, breathe fresh air, you walked towards that swing that this stranger had built for you, you could barely get on it, then you were there as every evening, swinging gently, enjoying the wind on your face, with a long, almost white cliff for years lived that fell on your heart, while you looked at the horizon an orange sky covered with perfectly defined twilight surrounding your cabin, that's when your mind gave way to everything that was cloudy in you.You remembered your parents, that square where you were running around as a child when you left the church every Sunday came to mind, the sad memory of that last embrace of your father before he went to war while tears were streaming from your eyes immediately came to your mind, it appeared in your memory as a scene from a film so clear and perfect the face of your little one after giving birth on that cold and rainy April afternoon.

While your hands were holding tightly the rope at the ends of that swing, with your eyes closed, you kept remembering, going through every corner of your memory to find something else, you knew you were looking for someone but you didn't know who. You managed to remember how you ran after your little son back then, under those tall trees of the forest, when lying on the road the shining sun was shining on their faces, they laughed, but you still couldn't remember who it was that was with them. That image when you gave your son at the altar filled you with joy, while you remembered him smiling, sighing, living it again, just waiting to find out who sat next to you that afternoon. Although it was only an instant, you went through many important moments of your life, they were hidden, but there they were, they were not gone at all.

Suddenly someone took your hand, but at that very moment that face that you were looking for so much came to your mind, you did not want to open your eyes, you just wanted to keep that image in your mind, it was so real that while you remembered it, while you took it by the neck and embraced it that night of your wedding, you could feel its smell, its perfume, you felt its presence, it was as if it were there, it was your great love, you had found it, your partner, your friend, your lover, the father of your son, who would never leave you. .

When you opened your eyes he was there, in front of you, the years would have passed, yes, but he was never gone, and the feeling was still intact, perhaps asleep, perhaps in pause but there he was, perhaps you could live it again, the emotion of the moment invaded you, a "I love you" came out of your lips and an embrace impregnated with nostalgia, gratitude and love starred the longed for moment, he was with you, he enjoyed your complicit look, your joy, that which he missed so much...

Then they danced for a moment that song they loved so much and that he tried to sing with his trembling voice, remembering that night of his wedding, that unforgettable bicycle ride that you have always kept in your memory but that you could now give him a face, so many moments.... The glances between them did not diminish, they were saturated with love, joy, happiness, he enjoyed your lucidity, he knew you were there, it was you, he tried to take refuge in his arms as if to prevent you from being taken away, begging for time to stop, but it happened again, you went away, your memories were fading, your gaze was lost again, finding yourself once again in front of a stranger, he saddened, shed a tear, then wiped his face, embraced you tightly and thanked God for bringing you a moment, for dancing, laughing, for giving you once again a few minutes of freedom and for meeting you again...