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They called us water and oil. They say that we don’t match. That we are opposites like Yin-Yang, concave and convex. That we don’t have anything like it and they almost make betting stands to bet on how long our relationship will last. It’s been said that our relationship is one of “appearances”. That our fights are childish and always find a way to point out our flaws.

If we post something related to fights, differences or something more “bad”, they already run with the question: ‘WE ARE YOU OK WITH YOU?’that’s when they don’t start the conversation with: ‘DID YOU FIGHT AGAIN? IT’S NOT POSSIBLE!’ Yeah, but we didn’t even fight. And if we go days without posting a photo together, they already think we broke up. Looks like they’re rooting for our end… It’s not our fault if after thousands of fights, there’s always a kiss, hug and sleep with a spoon. That nobody needs to know.

No one needs to know that we complete each other in our crooked way. No one needs to know that you imitate me when I’m jealous. It doesn’t matter to anyone that I love it when you put on that t-shirt with advertising and it’s already worn out from all you wear. It doesn’t matter to anyone that I send you good morning with a sun emoticon and you reply with good morning and a coffee emoticon. No one needs to know that while you sleep I admire you and that every day I thank God and the Universe for bringing you to me. No one needs to dare to imagine that we’ve already chosen the names of our two children and that you actually want six children, but I’m not inclined to be a rabbit.

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No, nobody needs to know anything. It doesn’t matter to anyone how we are. Our relationship is just between you and me. Between four walls. Between our hearts. Between our souls. If we’re okay, if we’ve had a fight, if we’re thinking about getting married, if we’re not working out anymore, what does it matter? Do you know what really matters? That even with so much supporters against it, with so many people saying that they tell me, with so many people, as my grandmother would say, ‘putting the bedelho’, we are there rowing against the tide and going with our chests open, ears covered and hands in hand walking towards future. Our future.

And if it’s good for others, let them keep talking about us. In the meantime, we continue without giving an agenda and let their imagination speak louder. The poet already said, that I don’t even know if it was the poet or if it was our love that spoke softly in my ear: Our love doesn’t need an audience.