What is love?
I ask this question sometimes to myself, always to her.
It is one of the first questions that you ask yourself at least once in your life,
and probably our story is responsible for giving us multiple answers.
Some very positive, some very ideal,
and at this stage in today's case,
a very negative.
We are talking about the last time I fell in love,
an experience perhaps, of the most negative side of love,
the darker side of a relationship,
for this, we incarnate two people,
and we show ourselves in the here and now,
as a couple,
a couple, outworn, destroyed
with stories and hopes, from the past,
with expectations of a new future.
To this, we add an idyllic past, where we met,
where everything was blooming,
before really knowing what life is
on the one hand, sex,
the attraction and beauty of each one of us,
the destruction that can be seen in the present,
and the beauty that existed in both,
not only in the physical attraction of the past,
the unreal beauty of what we wanted to be.
But there's always a big problem in our history,
and is that love is never ideal,
you can not build it by forcing it
as love can not be forced,
us, this couple,
is destined to be destroyed in one way or another,
It should be noted that a degradation process is not built in us,
but it becomes noticeable in my muse,
And not in me, your writer
Why is this?
Basically because I have an idea of love, ideal,
and I never break it
and I never stop loving my muse
while you,
you have an exhaustive and exact idea,
of what love is,
and the reality of us,
things do not work anymore,
sex is not the same as before,
that we do not look at each other when we talk,
that love has gone.
We sow in a very intelligent way,
a parallel between the here and the before of what we were,
the relationship, the sex, the relational,
the attitudes of us, and we are seeing as between our past and our present,
there are differences along our path,
but in the end, we see,
that everything that we live, converges,
in an ideal but false hope of what it was to live love with you;
"what starts badly, badly ends"
And probably you have already seen it in your life or it has already happened to you,
but undoubtedly most of these times,
It is quite difficult to accept,
for some our love was great,
for others it could be debatable,
and this really also has to be,
with that it was a pretty big love.
Why?
Because we talk about something as intrinsic to the human being as is love,
the relationship of a couple,
and I appeal to these lines are always for a conscience reflection,
of whom you have next to you and what we are doing with that person who accompanies us.
Believe in ideal love
Don't believe
It depends on you
We all know that love is something that can not be defined
And my story talks about that
Not everything develops in a rational plane
It takes passion.
I'm grateful.
Thanks
With love.
David.
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