My four leaf clover.

If in a crazy and remotely absurd way I claim I am the craziest woman you know. OK. Everything is fine. I know you don’t know that many, but I say that of them all, I’m the worst.

The way we met was not the most romantic, right?! After all, we’ve known each other since childhood. And who would have thought that in a beautiful reunion of friends I would fall madly in love with the little boy who played with me as a child? And yet, who knew he would feel the same way too?

The truth is that life has some crazy things in store for us and when we least expect it: Boom! Here she comes with her surprises.

I wanted to tell you that sometimes I get a little scared with your patience, with your crazy, crazy and peaceful idea of ​​wanting to live in the moment and not think even a little bit about the future. But I also want to say that I’m used to it.

I know! It’s difficult to live with my jealousy crises and momentary madness. With my breakups so sudden, and also with my apologies right afterward.

By the way, I want to apologize for that. It’s hard to believe that in years I’ve looked so far for happiness while it’s right on my forehead.

I want to tell you that it’s worth it. It’s so worth living each day at once and kicking my insecurity every time it comes. It’s worth having his good morning and knowing that tomorrow I’ll have him again and I won’t have to make any effort for it. It’s worth loving you, because they say four leaf clovers are good luck and I have no doubt that you are mine.

Emanuelly Viegas

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