when random turns into trust

the nights transformed. 3 stopped being 3 and midnight didn't matter anymore. we could meet at 6 or at 4 and we'd enjoy it anyway. because there is no such thing as worrying about time passing by when you're just here, finally caught up by the greatness of present moment. didn't matter the cold, nor the heat. didn't matter the music or the drinks. so many already minutes of feeling good compressed in just months. just months stopped being months and became continuous present and life. hard to explain, yet so easy going. explanations not needed, unanswered questions answered. honesty and close breath. so close. and everything close in a pure light of morning. sidewalks and sundays. sundays morning and sundays afternoon. all those steps on all those streets. one name being mentioned. do you smile when you think about that person? because that's all that really matters. being happy's not rocket science.