Cien versos para un adios

Cien versos para un adios

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Escribir poesía es desafiar el sentido práctico y rutinario de la vida. Es salvarse y salvarnos de la mediocridad y el aburrimiento. Es redescubrir la belleza tejiendo palabras para crear y revelarnos de un modo profundo y silencioso. Alguna vez lei que siempre estamos buscando en la lectura el descubrirnos en otros, el saber que no estamos solos en nuestros dolores y nuestras tristezas, en nuestras nostalgias, en nuestros recuerdos. Estos versos están dedicados a las mujeres y esa vocación romántica que no nos abandona jamás y que nos hace revivir una y mil veces la emoción del primer amor, ese que para siempre vive en un rincón secreto del alma.
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[ Fiction story based and inspired by a YouTube comment under Paubaya Official Music video of Moira Dela Torre. Name and person mentioned is NOT REAL or related to the owner of the story to which this was inspired from. the excerpt is pulled from Youtube comment. All credits to her.] [The Story of us. We met in school. We were each other's greatest competitor. We were not fond of each other. But as the months passed by, we started to know each other, we had shared a couple of back stories as we worked on our group presentation. We became friends, then close friends, and then after a year, we became lovers. But just when I thought that everything was in their right place, my biggest downfall came. After our third anniversary, he started to become cold. He no longer joins me studying, he was even reasoning out that he's tired all the time and that he couldn't send me home. I said it was fine, I can manage. I thought it was just that, but it wasn't. I decided to confront him, I went to his condo and there, my greatest fear welcomed me without warning. He was with a woman, a pregnant woman. He was holding her like she's the most fragile thing on earth. They looked so happy. I didn't know how I managed to compose myself and walked towards them. As soon as our eyes met, he froze. I looked at the woman tensely and lifted my hand as I introduced myself as his classmate and she introduced herself as his girlfriend for a year, already. He said he loves her more. That every time we are together, his mind was with her. He said I make him hard, but she makes him weak. He said I make him feel special, but she makes him feel loved. He told me to punch him and berate him for he would rather end our relationship than leave her and their baby.] But the story, my story doesn't end there because I chose to move forward and be the strong woman that I am.

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