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He was her best dew

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***Ella era fría, recelosa, desconfiada y quisquillosa, porque tenía carencias en su corazón, con muchas espinas clavadas que al tocarlas desgarraba su fina piel, por eso ella era prisionera de su mismo ser.
Se vino de la ciudad a su pueblo natal, caminaba con su maleta solitaria, pensando que nadie la podía mirar, pero allí estaba su galán secreto, observándola desde el ventanal.
De inmediato ocurrió un milagro en él, volvió a sonreír después de tanto tiempo sin poderlo hacer, desde su partida la tristeza convivió con él.
En su primer encuentro, ella se mostró distante ignorando su existencia, simulando que lo veía por primera vez. Él por el contrario la miraba con ternura como si ella fuera su consentida bebé.
Se convirtió en su galán por las noche, alumbrando sus pasos para que no se fuera a caer, la recibía en una banqueta con una taza caliente de café, ella lo fue aceptando todo, su vida sentido empezaba a tener.
Ella se castigaba así misma por un grave error de su padre que con dignidad a nadie le permitía ver, mucho menos a aquel niño que toda su pureza le mostró en su niñez.
Mientras ella estaba por dentro muy fría a él le brotaba su calidez, esa que le empezó a mostrar en cada oportunidad que la podía ver, ella lo celebraba en su cama sin que él lo pudiera saber.
Ella se imaginaba como una flor que florece brevemente, pero al terminar su tiempo su belleza desaparece, solo queda el borroso rastro que con el viento fuerte lejos lo llega a poner.
El amor que él le mostró la convirtió en un jardín de colores con flores diferentes, donde el sol llegaba con su luz resplandeciente, así fue poco a poco renaciendo la mujer hermosa que estaba cautiva por su mente.
A su vida le llegó el agua que calmó su sed ardiente, la luz que la oscuridad ocupó como esa sombra que no quiere detenerse, él fue su mejor rocío al despertar de aquella vida que se convirtió en su peor muerte.
Fue así como la rescató de aquella cabaña donde por horas se alejaba de la gente, ahora caminan juntos mientras los árboles se estremecen, haciendo caer cada flor con perfume diferente.
Para ellos llegó la primavera que tanto imaginaron por veces, todo el suelo colorido con un romántico ambiente, el momento propicio para expresarle el amor que por ella siente.***

***She was cold, suspicious, distrustful and fussy, because she was lacking in her heart, with many thorns that when she touched them tore her thin skin, so she was a prisoner of her own self.
She came from the city to her hometown, she walked with her lonely suitcase, thinking that no one could look at her, but there was her secret lover, watching her from the window.
Immediately a miracle happened in him, he smiled again after so long without being able to do it, since his departure sadness lived with him.
In their first meeting, she was distant, ignoring his existence, pretending that she was seeing him for the first time. On the contrary, he looked at her with tenderness as if she were his spoiled baby.
He became her beau at night, lighting her steps so she wouldn't fall, he welcomed her on a sidewalk with a hot cup of coffee, she accepted everything, her life began to make sense.
She was punishing herself for a grave mistake of her father that with dignity she did not allow anyone to see, much less that child who showed her all his purity in her childhood.
While she was very cold inside, her warmth was flowing out of him, the warmth he began to show her at every opportunity he could see her, she celebrated him in her bed without him knowing it.
She imagined herself as a flower that blooms briefly, but at the end of its time its beauty disappears, only the blurred trace that with the strong wind far away gets to put it.
The love he showed her turned her into a colorful garden with different flowers, where the sun came with its shining light, and so was gradually reborn the beautiful woman who was captive in his mind.
To her life came the water that calmed her burning thirst, the light that the darkness occupied like that shadow that does not want to stop, he was her best dew when she woke up from that life that became her worst death.
That was how he rescued her from that hut where for hours she was away from people, now they walk together while the trees tremble, making each flower fall with a different perfume.
For them, the spring they had imagined for so long, all the ground colorful with a romantic atmosphere, the right time to express the love he feels for her.***

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