Beautiful child ages, tender love for adults, simple fun for the little ones. That desire of playing forever, until the sun goes down, or they call you to come back in the house to go to sleep, because the next day you have to be present in this forced "educational" system ... luckily there are new alternatives now.
There is no caress yet, or maybe there is but very mild, of the kind that's worth the most ... a short goodbye kiss on the cheek, then run out to hide the blushing face ... and then fall asleep thinking about that sweet, innocent kiss ... it means a world at the time ... if only those times could return ...
Then came the exchange of letters, because after that kiss, it was known that it was more than just a friendship. Simple writings saying "I love you" or "I like you" ... it was that easy and cute, children in love. It made you fly without wings, float in the clouds, forget about the world and time, she was the only thing that mattered in each of those days. Spending most of the time together and nights thinking about her ... those times can return ...
After a while the answer never came, because that caring was mutual, but the "love" I never knew ... and those are the times when the courting is only on one side, and she is just the courted one that can enjoy that stage, regardless of the uncertainty and doubt sown in him, which is only awaiting for an answer, any sign or signal, which will confirm the hopes of one day being reciprocated ...
