I give you the core of myself that I managed to preserve—
A core that does not use words to make sentences, does not trade with dreams, and is not touched by time, joy and adversity.
I give you the memory of a yellow rose I saw one evening many years before you were born.
I give you an interpretation of your life, a theory of yourself, your true and amazing existence.
Twelve years, not missing, but waiting.
Twelve years later, we will fall in love naturally, don't worry about anything, just let everything take its course.
Concept: Love that grows naturally
