That woman...

I love that woman...

The one that hangs out with herself, walking down the street without any worries, looking around and finding beauty everywhere she looks, while keeping a big smile on her face with disregard of whoever that may be looking at her as if she was crazy;

The one that makes her entrance with total confidence into any restaurant or coffee shop she feels like, just to spend a quiet time with herself, and does not care about all the other tables being occupied by groups of people, about being the only one who's alone, because she really enjoys it;

The one who is in love with books, music, dance, movies, rain, christmas lights, a cheap pen and a piece of paper and is able to have a blast as long as she has something to write about;

The one who is capable to turn her head to smile to, and even have a word or two with a total stranger, and be kind to them;

The one that looks at herself in the mirror and likes what she sees;

The one that talks out loud to herself while driving, taking a shower, laying down on her bed, and other thousand different situations that seem suitable for her to do it;

The one that internally laughs at herself when it might look too crazy to start laughing out loud;

The one that enjoys sitting in a cozy terrace just looking at the landscape and the people around, with a little candle in the table or flickering lights decorating the place, without caring about anything else;

The one who can "travel" while reading a book, and forgets about anything else: the place she is at, the people surrounding her, the outter noise, her worries...

The one that can still trust people even after having been let down a million times;

The one that stills believe in true love, and waits for it confidently but without any hurry;

The one who knows how to forgive from the bottom of her heart;

The one that does not depend on anyone being there for her to do or share things. If she feels like it, she does it; if she wants it, she gets it, even if no one supports her or wants to share that with her;

The one that sings and dances in the shower, just because;

The one that makes a promise to herself and do whatever it takes to keep it;

I love that woman. I love listening to her singing when I sing, talking through my words; looking at her in the mirror, talking to her when nobody is watching. I love closing my eyes at night to let her sleep. I love celebrating her victories and coming over failures and hard times together.

I love the effort and all it takes to try to be that woman everyday.