Every phrase I read is a fragment of another's soul that completes mine. Each fragment of a text like this makes me understand that we can move forward even if we are missing a piece.
We want life to continue but we become blind with our thoughts, we stop growing and it is difficult for us to understand what life offers us.
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Many times we think that life is short, and that it will pass us by in the blink of an eye, but that is not the case, life is long, painful and stinging, you keep us in eternal movement; Life moves us, our soul moves us and our direction disorients us just as an earthquake does.
My soul is in pain and my body is at rest, I do not understand the enigmas of life, but I also do not want to understand why things happen or why living hurts and loving breaks. I don't understand how hating soothes and becomes sticky to the broken pieces, I don't want to understand why life hits so hard and ruins happy moments.
Life left me with an incomparable void, a void that not even the most sublime love can fill, it left me without love to give, it left me without sensitivity and with a bundle of Zero empathy, it left me blind with pain and in a thousand and one pieces. .
Each fragment of a text that I read expresses a feeling, a knowledge, a knowledge, it expresses so much but I do not live them.
Loving will always be a sin, loving always hurts, loving makes even honey bitter, love breaks and breaks, blinds and fades, numbs and maddens, even the sanest can go crazy when love is presented to them... And yes, they are going to To say that I am crazy, but that is not the case, it is the feeling, the living that is speaking.
I asked, I longed and I got, but I only enjoyed love for 8 months, with it went everything that comes with loving again.
Maybe the reason is insignificant for many, it is not clear, it is not dispensable, but for me it will always be painful.
Loving even if you are in a thousand pieces is not human, when we are broken we only pick up the pieces and continue the path full of hate and pain.
