‘In the end, I’m a disaster…’
While she spoke, I watched her with eager curiosity.
All my butterflies had taken flight. They danced and danced endlessly around my stomach, while I tried to contain my entire cosmos, waiting for that sign that I knew would appear sooner or later.
But the signals came later. The Universe is so capricious. Before giving you an answer, let me ask you the question: how else were we supposed to learn something?
Beneath all that beauty, under that beautiful chaos, her precious curls, and that wonderful and cheerful gaze of hers, right there, within her soul, lay the sublime.
A true star of divine light, the most beautiful soul in this world…
The most Beautiful Woman… that has ever existed.
© 2025 Roberto Arévalo López
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