When you live simply, the smallest things become in vibrating emotions, which rotate against the eyes, dropping hum and glittering sparks. They burn the sight with his tireless light. Small things like love become fearful feelings of passion. A passion that burns, that b-u-rns, that BURNS. That consumes the emotions leaving only coal and a sweet mixture on the air. When you love learning that the most beautiful things live in the tiny details of life, you learn to fall in love with a look, you learn to feel de passionate lips traveling through the air, making circles with his words, circles made of fire that are impregnated in the pupils of the eyes. You learn to celebrate the simplest verse and desire even the most vane object. One reaches convinced that love is something that can be achieved, feed and maintain. One can get to truly love, and do it with the simplicity that true love deserves. Loving in looks, in words, in the kisses, in the caresses. Get filled with happiness with things founded in the everyday life. For if every day is ordinary, we can only learn to love life, and love every aspect of it.