domingo, 8 de marzo de 2015

So Mechanical...



My beloved,

Your answer are very mechanical, the result of several years of experience in this world. “I like you”; “I love you” without really meaning from your side, without really feelings inside.
Or it is just one of the mask that you have, hidden your feelings because the scare of being in love; the scare of getting hurt.

Mechanical answers, mechanicals comments with a lot of feelings completed hidden to avoid get hurt. Mechanical answers that leave us apart… Mechanical answers that help us to understand each other, to be better.

We both can be so mechanical in our way to have love. I our way to avoid get hurt. But the end, we will lose too much with this attitude.
It is true, I love too much, I will give you everything that I have; being yours 100%, and this is not a mechanical comment. I give everything that I have as my way to be sure that I tried. 

 
 

So yes, stop being mechanical to open the possibility of have a new life… Together!

lunes, 2 de marzo de 2015

10%



My beloved,

We both work very well on statistics. Mathematics is an essential part of our lives and in that world of numbers you let me know the probability of being together… 10%

Really…? Just 10% of probability for being together…?  Or 10% of confidence about being together…?

You know very well that there is a big difference between the two numbers. 10% probabilities, 90% confidence… Yes! 90% confidence that we can have a wonderful life together, that we can live one life, having a child that gives us harmony and love.

Share our love and the hope of our souls, make us part of this big cycle and complete our destiny –together!

10% is more than what most people have… As you have my heart!

I love you!

domingo, 1 de marzo de 2015

+49



My beloved,

48 numbers are distancing us; you in +49, me in +1; just 48 numbers for being together or being apart.

If any one of us quit his life for being with the other, if both of us quit his life for being together; if we both continue being just friends in the distance of +48 numbers…

+48 numbers equivalent to 6 Hour flying… +48 number equivalents to 6.400 Km that I can run for being next to you… Equivalent to an small lake to swing for being together. +48 numbers that I need to add for being with you in +49.

+49 could be a better option than +1, as I am…
But +1 has also advantages, we both know it…

And after thinking a lot in the equation… In all that we need to do, to add or rest… In all that we need to change for being ONE, the final comment is that –unfortunately- we will just wait that the life made the changes.

You never sell yourself; your heart was already sold when I arrive to your life... And even if I want it, I am not able to buy it; I am not able to have it.
We just have a part of our hearts… you have a part of mine, and I have a part of yours…

So, at the end, the 48 numbers that are dividing us are not important. We are distanced for something bigger… The impossibility of sharing our hearts with each other…

Even that, and even that I am not allowed to say it…
I love you!


domingo, 1 de febrero de 2015

Universos paralelos...



Amado mío,

Te he buscado en muchos lugares. He viajado como nómada por esta tierra, acompañada de mis amigos y familiares y buscando tu calor.
 

Decenas de países, cientos de ciudades recorridas en la búsqueda incansable de encontrarte, tu amor furtivo, que te alegas cada vez que te siento cerca.
Sé que estas allí, esperando que nuestros caminos se unan una vez para complementarnos de forma sin igual.

Y en medio de la búsqueda sigo enamorada de la vida. Enamorada del amor, enamorada del reflejo inigualable de mi misma en cada persona que se cruza en mi camino.

Rusos, Polacos, Brasileros, Peruanos, Alemanes, Venezolanos, Griegos, Españoles, Chilenos… En todos te veo y no te reconozco, te busco y no te encuentro.
El Turco que toca mi puerta a media noche… El Argentino que me acompaña en los caminos… El Indio que me sonríe en las mañanas… El Ingles que me llama en la madrugada… En todos te busco y no te encuentro.

He llegado a pensar que solo existes en mi mente o en un universo paralelo. 


Será que tengo que viajar por las estrellas para encontrarte?

Te amo!

Latidos del corazón...





Amado mío,

Siento los latidos de tu corazón al recostarme sobre tu pecho. Ese sonido cíclico del amor que pasa por las venas, llegando a cada célula de tu cuerpo.

Ciclos que van y vienen como nuestras vidas, como las olas del mar en la orilla de esta playa majestuosa; serenando la mente y aliviando las penas del amor que se ha ido.

Siento el latir de tu corazón fuerte en mi oído, como una parte inexorable de la felicidad eterna en la que nuestros corazones están unidos en la misma frecuencia.
Se alinean, se unen, se sincronizan en ciclos pasionales en los que se puede observar la interrelación de nuestras vidas.
Veo tus latidos fuertes en tus venas, el movimiento de la sangre que circula por todo tu cuerpo llenado de energía cada célula. Liberando tu alma tu todo dolor para permitir que la alegría cubra tu aura.

Latidos de corazón pasional que nos une en señales de amor transitorio.



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