It was obvious, then a flash at night, since I wander somewhere without knowing if the day is night or day is night, it is a small space at the bottom of solitude, nothing remains of happiness, everything is party yesterday when she told me that we can not live together anymore, it's too slow, you can no longer take pleasure, it is useless to make efforts, we missed the deadline , what could I do, I was petrified, spent the night, I woke up alone in the bed, it was not a dream, I got up and went into the kitchen, she was there preparing the coffee, we said hello quietly, and then we went into the living room, where she sat in front of me and calmly she showed me her breasts, I did not understand the meaning of this movement, then she took a slice of bread to butter her left breast dipped in hot coffee, it made ​​him feel better, then suddenly she rose, drops of coffee fell from within the soil, it approached and pressed upon me, I love you she said, it's been that you had not seen my breasts, today I wanted to give you a picture of the left breast dipped in coffee, I hope that you will do in the coming months, because there will be nothing else, I did not say anything but inside I had a sigh of relief, it's still not like before, but it still anyway, it was just what I think about this new way of being together, side by side without intimacy, it was a way to keep love intact rid of physical pressure, a moderate daily drive that comes without destroying the quiet afternoon