Good evening friends of Steemit, I want to share with you this story written by my sister, I hope your support.
Life crosses us with many loves, some passengers, others harmful, others who are only to leave a teaching, a lesson... And it crosses us with that love we see unreachable, almost impossible, with that love that marks us, with that one that leaves a mark on your life so pronounced and indelible as a tattoo, but that is the love you never want to let go...
I remember how strange it was, the fact that my eyes didn't want to cross with the intense coffee of theirs was totally magical, without any control and without warning I had already stolen a couple of smiles.... For a moment I got lost in his gaze without understanding many things, I just knew that I had to leave that place, and so it was, his gaze followed me until I scattered along the way... Honestly it was a long night, his eyes, that coffee in his eyes, so intense, had taken sleep away, no doubt something in my reaction for him...
They were New Year's Eve parties, I returned to that place from which I had fled that day, not for having committed a crime, although if it had been so, the best crime I could eat was to steal a little bit of your attention, causing our gazes to crash like a constellation of stars, but was it really a crime? I pleaded not guilty until days later...
He was there, with that long sleeved shirt, black buttons, tight trousers and dress shoes, like a gentleman's shoes, quite elegant by the way, it really looked like another one, very different from the one he had seen a few days ago, but it was him, because the magic was in his gaze... That night, we received a new year together, that if, without any kind of compromises, we replaced words with looks...
The next half day we crossed words, but for him, I was hateful, that's how he nicknamed me from the beginning, that day before I left he gave me a hug, it was a strange feeling, and I swear to always try to see the worst, I thought "not even our age agree" so that if it was impossible to feel something, other than that we live in different states, so he should leave, but as the heart does not know of reasons. To my surprise, when I got home I checked my social networks and I had an application from him, I quickly accepted it, for a moment I regretted sending him a message but then I knew that his intention was the same... I knew that I should not be excited about it, I knew that nothing should happen, everyone had their partner... Without any kind of permission, we started talking every day, every hour, every moment, it was like we couldn't be without knowing each other, there was no commitment, that interest was spontaneous, days after days the topics of conversation increased, and even there weren't enough so many texts, that's how the calls began in the early morning, without a doubt unveiling together was the best dream we could have...
By that time I was in high school, and more than once woke up early to call me, being like an alarm, warning that I would not miss... After a couple of weeks, returned, we shared very nice moments, still did not understand why of our looks... I remember our first February 14th together, we didn't have anything, but we made an exchange between friends, and by chance serious, he was giving me a present, it was a special moment, even though I didn't know that it was one of the many that we would live... I remember that a few days ago we had talked about kisses, I don't know exactly what, but that day I was falling asleep on his legs, and I steal a kiss, where I rise to heaven and get off in an instant...
I also remember that in that week it was carnival, I went out with him and his family, he was very dear to them, anyway, that day I got my boyfriend, and I happened something that I had never expected, He had been upset with me, suddenly he didn't want to answer my messages, I admit that he despaired me, since it had become important for me, from so much insisting his annoyance turned out to be something that I had never thought, jealousy! He had become jealous, but why? He also had his girlfriend, for what reason he would have to get like that with me, for a moment my mind would collapse. When I managed to speak with him, I was frozen, my eyes sparkled and my heart jumped, I had confessed that I loved myself! I think that from that moment things changed, soon after I ended my relationship, not because of him, but if it had been a help to my problems, then vice versa but still we could not be together...
That's how the days went by, between long conversations, some arguments but among many smiles... He taught me to understand many things, I realized that I loved him too, soon after I confessed it to him, I think that made a stronger bond between us, days after that, I do not know if it was a play of fate but we were given the opportunity to sleep together, I had always stressed that he did not like to sleep like the one who says "too close" but in that room that night there was magic, in that bed, in our gazes, and in our glances. In order to fall asleep he asked me to hug him, I found it strange because he didn't like to sleep like that, but without thinking twice I told him that if, it was like traveling in space, touching each of the planets and floating, it was real! That night his arms were my best covering, it was my home, so warm and safe, is that his hands fit perfectly around my body, it was as if we were made for each other, no doubt that was our night, and I am sure that as much as he, he remembers it.
As we knew from the beginning, it wasn't going to be easy, and even though we wanted to avoid it, it was something stronger than us.
This is not a love story with a happy ending, but a love story where you love to the bone, that loves beyond the limitations that could exist, without needing to see, touch or even talk. Given the circumstances of life, the differences and responsibilities we could no longer speak every day.. In my thoughts live that promise that one day he made me "I will always be there for you".
To this day, he hasn't stopped paying attention to me, I remember each of his early morning messages saying that he misses me and loves me as much as I love him. I don't know if it's a coincidence or a simple gift from him, but, it always appears every time I'm wrong, he always has a tip for me, an explanation, he takes the trouble to understand me and always be as one day promised.
This is how life crosses us with a series of loves, that even though we can not be together this is the love of my life, and not because it was the first because it was not so, but because of the fact that he is the one who has the power to destabilize my life, because it was that love that entered without permission, that invaded my mind and all my senses, that marked a before and after in my life and that I am not allowed to enter.
But love is like that, it is blind because it does not see, deaf because it does not listen, but anyone who, for the struggle, succeeds in surrendering it at its feet.
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