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Read the ancient messages and recapitulate every sigh, sensation and even every blink that generated its simplicity, attention and love. Remember each kiss that emphasizes how little your inexperience mattered, how much you wanted and how firm it was in the promise to love you wherever you are, however, and each time it happens. Recapitulate each time a "I love you" was delivered, demanded or simply expelled when those funny feelings agglomerated in the bottom of your belly and your eyes grew in size when they received the same response, even when silly arguments prevailed. Is that silly feeling of wanting more, even when everything is gone, what those desperate souls consider the true first love? Because if so, I'm still disappointed because of my unwillingness to prevent my argument from never falling in love, I let go to whoever occupied that place in me.
Read the latest messages, those messages where the promises to stay with you, even if love is extinguished, disappear between each word thought, used and expelled against you. Remember those tears that you tried to keep while emphasizing the BAD, HIRING and UNNECESSARY that you were for him. Yes, friend, you left it, you finished with everything you had been building for years, but you had your reasons; Should you stay with him even when the immaturity that existed in you and of which you were fully aware did not guarantee you to be the best for him? Being him his first experience in what the idiots call "courtship". Wow! Yes, you get angry thinking that, but I knew that this annoyance that grows when you think of the thousands of reasons why you are not with him or with anyone, is responsible for eliminating little by little that love that was stronger every day.
Do you know what you should do? DO NOT THINK. If you think you love someone, love him as if he were the only being in all the earth that could with all your love. If you need someone as much as your lungs need oxygen to live, go, run into their arms and remind them how important and necessary it is for their happiness to remain intact. Do not make those pathetic mistakes that this person made that does nothing but analyze, think and calculate everything as if his life was based entirely on logic ...
Just love. Love without remorse, love without intermediate thoughts. Love or you will end up not loved by that person on whom your support depends.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Is the love my destiny? - Short Story - English/Spanish Translate.
Short StoryNothing to say. Just Love. Nada que decir. Sólo ama.