People + coffee + thoughts
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Lo pienso muchas veces: las mejores fotos, los escritos mas enternecedores, los suspiros mas largos y las mañanas mas frescas, a veces son solo para uno, para el corazón.
Es ese quien sabe apreciarles sin juicio alguno.
Es el que genuinamente lo atesora y no olvida.
"Vivir el momento" o "estar presentes" le llaman algunos. Cualquiera que sea el caso, me gusta y de eso, tengo mucho.
Amor,
N.
Algunas fotos para Alexa en una tarde nublada y el parque para nosotras solas. 🌹🖤.
¡Hola!
But keep moving;
your eyes might be tired,
your feet sore,
your bones hurting,
but dear,
your eyes are as bright as
the melting sun.
Our love is big. Bigger and brighter than a whole room with a bunch of fireflies. It irradiates life and ourselves collide to be one. How beautiful, how sweet, how tender it is to share all i am with a soul like yours. — she wrote and sealed it with a kiss.
How beautiful it all is when you want it to be beautiful. I can't think of a joyful life when love doesn't take first place.
Caring for someone, loving their madness, sharing sunsents, having debates or discussions but also sharing the first cup of water-coffee-tea-juice or whatever it is together knowing that the messy life is to be shared with the significant other.
Loneliness doesn't feel like is consuming the best of you anymore but partnership brings you a little light - a very bright one- in the way. There's no room for a perfect partner but for a lover that is willing to share and to grow, and to care, and to give you shelter.
A mess, a frustration, a fear and even loneliness can collide to love, for love. That's the way it is for me. Love,
N.