vida'-wear which means to be truly in love.
In other words ... Love is overrated. We can not love someone with passion and crazy until the end of our days. Even at the end of these first 4 years, only a matter of days so that our brains crave them fall in love again ... and will, probably other people. Remain with those for simple attachment ...
Is not fell like cold water? ... Bucketfuls malicious and cruel, dirty water, very cold and smelly.
And then we wonder why society does not believe in marriage, why stepfamilies proliferate and with them generations lack a sense of togetherness sensitive and sincere. Children infElices with few social skills. Misogyny. Violence. Abandonment ...
What baseness of my grungy teacher, provide this kind of information to young people ... those that still have that seed of nobility and quixotic. Those who at that very moment of his life happens to earnestly seek eternal companion. Or to those who enjoy a stable, passionate, fun and healthy and has survived 4 years ...
Indisputably, there is nothing wrong with clinging to the idea that the romance will live forever, along with the tender words that come out of heart to honor the object of our affection, and nights where the intimacy you share it entirely by desire and not by custom. But it's hard when you got the Lessonnow he ... sto for us.
And for me, may tire what you want ... No doubt I'll be waiting to meet those 4 years, because I do not care stop loving ... And ultimately, it scares me realize that I'm not in love with the man I knew. Insurance again you have to love the man in front then ... if
Love is eternal. Infatuation is not continuous ... Who cares!.
My teacher did not manage to corrupt the soul. I keep thinking of my love every day, every hour ... of its kind, in his sullen face and droll in the face of all those who swallowed the happy comment.
I wonder who will be happier ...
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