Memories
Congonhas dos Campos city - MG - Brazil

Memories

It was a dream, a distant memory that lingered in the recesses of my mind. A time of long waits and holidays spent without the warmth of affection. But none of that mattered, because we had each other. We found solace in our childhood games, creating a world of our own where love and laughter filled the air.

Balmy summer nights were spent under the stars, the sweet scent of mandarin peels wafting through the air. The sound of music drifted from the neighbor's house, the familiar tunes of The Beatles filling our hearts with joy. I can still see the way people moved their hands when they spoke, the gestures that added a touch of magic to every conversation.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still, as the past, present, and future converged in a beautiful dance of memories. Everything that was once lost was now found in the depths of my mind, constantly reminding me of the beauty of those days gone by. And though the years have passed, and life has taken us on different paths, the bond we shared remains unbroken, a testament to the enduring power of love and friendship.

Copyright ? Beatriz Esmer


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