In the shadow of reality there is always a dream. He keeps away, everything we want to ignore.
We dream ideals, starting from a point, a thing, a man well anchored at present. Then we shake reality, where everything is constantly changing.
And while everyone is changing around us, we live with the illusion that we always remain the same. But the world does not change as our ideas about it, our expectations, the way we look at it change.
In addition to some principles that define us, remain solid and accompany us, we become other people through time, and that should be enjoyed. If a day has passed and you have not changed anything in you, it means something is wrong. The world, the Earth, the Universe, all are in motion ... You stayed here. Or worse, you try to change others, model them to meet your needs.
Or ... you do not want to grow !?
You change when you read a title in a newspaper. It changes the slogan, written in white chalk on a tablet in a café. You are changing a man's laughter, the tear of a child, the smile of an old man, the sadness of a single woman, the power of a man too much to try.
It changes the look of him who holds his eyes on her eyes, his fingers read by touching his milimetric cheek as he reads a blind man in the Braille alphabet. You wonder if I'm at first ... Are those gestures ...
When they are forgotten, women give a name to men who offer everything until they conquer them, and then ignore them. Standard!
Standard Man is the man who just envelops in beautiful words, with tenderness, attention, respect. More or less, she resists. Then…
No, he does not give up. She just loves ... She offers ... She thinks it's different.
And whatever he understands, he finally becomes a winner. Then, like any conqueror, he celebrates, prepares his weapons and goes back to battle. Unfortunately, not always to the same ... believing that what is conquered, conquered remains.
She suffers. It gets stronger. She puts her label: "It's changed too much!".
She ever wonders if she was the right woman for her to the end !? If not, and she has changed in the meantime !? If he's not looking for something different! Does he, in turn, think that it is like all the others?
Will we become so powerful one day to overcome the other's changes or to understand, to forgive, to accept, to give up the pride?
Will we become so wise one day to learn something from the people who come and go instead to hate them until they are forgotten?
Will one day be able to cherish those who remain unconditionally next to us or will we be so brave to keep the people we win?
Will we ever understand that as we do not make their mistakes, they will not make the mistakes made by us?
We lose confidence in others, in our own forces, we are wandering through meaningless questions and stupid answers, instead of understanding that the other may have passed an obstacle, a bridge, a threshold beyond which we would not have been able to pass alone. That maybe it is the same soul with which I have learned a lesson in another life and the one that will help you, then in the other lives.
By time, a soul, two ... Otherwise how do we understand that with them, we lose parts of us that we do not think we can recover? Or that their presence meant air, force, balance?
If I knew! Fifty bridges, I'd make you believe I've got to cross ...
And if we, for them, were a response sent by the Universe, and their lives will always strike our traces, memories with us !? Instead of complaining and smoothening wounds when we wake up alone, do we ever wonder what he thinks or what the other goes through?
Is he appreciated or is he satisfied with the one who gives a chance !?
Will we ever love so much that we do not self-help and use loneliness to get to know ourselves !? We really need this, to go through time in two.
We disappeared. You're left ... I'm left with the imagination still lit.
I was not a dream, an ideal. I was not real.
Maybe I was a thought. Do not lose me! Think of Me Place me at the root of my mind, where can I flourish again someday?
And if I turn into a memory, do not delete me! Remember Me Remember me! Close me with the key of time in a corner of your heart. Do not be scared! I will not melt you ... Do you remember how our last embrace froze? I just want to exist in you ... No matter how small.
And if I was just a story ... Do not hide me! You read me best. Tell me nice!