We choose to distract time, to flee from distances and uncertainty, trying to forget that which penetrated our skin and took root in our souls.
We call that secret bond the connecting thread, which has woven our lives through the ages, trying to unite what death separated.
Did we really choose or was it the journey, the destiny, that trapped us in this trap? Who invented another hasty goodbye, when we still had a journey of existence to regret? Why did it all have to be like this?
Did we choose or were we chosen at random when our eyes met, full of life?
That strange blush that shook us, pushed us to look for each other and love each other, regardless of the fact that one day the onslaught of loneliness might be present.
In the midst of this labyrinth of questions and doubts, loneliness is present, claiming its space, but even so, we cannot deny that in that encounter there was life, there was love, there was a deep connection that marked us forever.
Perhaps, at this crossroads of choices and destinies, the important thing to remember is that, despite the pain, the goodbye and the loneliness, there were moments of fullness, of shared love.
It is in these memories that we find the strength to move forward, embracing the present and walking towards a future that is uncertain but full of possibilities.
Chosen or not, love made us live, made us feel, made us part of something bigger. And in that legacy, in those moments of unique connection, we find the reason to move forward, with the certainty that love will always be our travelling companion, even in the deepest loneliness.