They say love is clear to see.
But I say that love makes us see illusions.
We only notice that what we were feeling was love when it's over. And when we think we love someone, we don't.
You may think that admiration is love, but it is not. That is something you feel for someone that in some part of your mind or life, you thought he or she was unreachable or even that you would be unable to be like them in your best form.
And we are a bunch of fools. We think we know everything about us, about the world and about the closest person in our life. But it's not like that at all. You and I kept ‘falling in love’ with some other person, and in the end, it was all an illusion. Made by our own mind, our own egoism that makes us think we are the most intelligent living being in the world.
We are not that good. So just shut your thinkings and listen to your feelings. Sometimes you may think that it only drives you to the wrong path but in the reality, your feelings knows you better than your mind. And I hope you're happy with your choice.
What I meant in the end was that… I loved you. So much more than I love myself now, and I regret endlessly that I didn't realise it before letting you go marry some other guy. I won't say that I will wait for you, because you waited enough for my stubbornness and I know that killed you bit by bit. I don't want you to get any more trouble from me. But at least, in the end, I would like you to know that I loved you, truly.
Love, Michelangelo.
Your Mike, forever.
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