About.

There were the two young old friends. Hugging, kissing, loving each other. Suddenly, they knew that it had to come a long time apart, across the sea. That´s why they were as sad as they could stand to be. 

I was staring at them, after sharing a cigarette on the straw matress -next to the roof, close to the stars- not far away from the clouds creator volcano. They hugged each other again, and began to whip, while I smiled. 

Then I just didn´t dare not to say - It's so beautiful... 

They got stunned all the sudden. One of them -the arab mysterious latin girl, the almost always smiling one- turned around and looked at me with some confused rage on her forehead. 

- Beautiful? Are you kidding? We won’t see each other in years! This is about Suffering! 

- Yes... but don't you forget that it is like that, just because it’s about Loving.