Lovely

"I met him in a youth movement when I was 15. In the old days things we moved very slow. We took a long time to fall in love mentally. Then one night we decided to go see a movie, and there was a blackout in the theater. And because nobody could see... we held hands. Oh man, that was a very big deal back then! Then a few weeks later, he brought me an orange. Oranges were very rare! There were no oranges anywhere. That's when he got his kiss." 

Daqui.

Como eu digo, não há nada como o toque, o dar a mão a quem amamos. E cartas de amor...ai coisa boa!