It doesn't happen very often, but when it does, you become immortal.
Love is not a Hollywood romance. It is the ultimate expression of respect: for oneself, for others, for life and nature, for the present.
Love is the ability to see inner beauty in another being, to encourage its potential to be unleashed, its light to become brighter. To love is to acknowledge death and choosing life.
Love is intimate. Those who have really loved, know that intimacy has nothing to do with taking the clothes off or confessing secrets. Intimacy is born out of the will to expect nothing from the other person; it grows in conversation, feeds out of silence, strenghtens in sharing, and sometimes fades away... but it never ceases to exist.
Those that have experienced love know for a fact that it cannot die. Love changes you forever.
And all that has the power to change has the power to last.
V ivimos entre gigantes de cemento; Respiramos nubes de aire empetrolado; Caminamos por el suelo pero jamás pisamos la tierra. Las luces de noche, y la indiferencia de día, ya no nos dejan ver el cielo. Y casi nunca nos miramos a los ojos.
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