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wrapped in an illusion, lost in the shuffle.

There are two types of love: passenger and eternal love, the love that is sometimes and love you always no matter what, love, naive and true love.

Usually I do not usually like anyone, most people seem usual and monotonous, but when someone like me makes me strong, very strong, and this I just find a couple of days.

Is it so hard to tell when it is a love of truth and when it is merely an illusion? Yes it is. When you are in love, or at least when you love someone, make every effort to inquire about the love that we think is the love of our lives. That love is just beginning but I think that will never end. While investigating you discover that that person is not who you thought it was, but despite that, one never ceases to feel that love so great that you have for that person you just met, no matter the impression that this has caused you, you stop thinking rationally and think everything will be fine and suddenly that person smiles at you, and you feel the happiest person on the planet.

makes you want to mourn, cry, jump, run and tell all you feel in your heart, but you dare not, and every day that passes I feel more guilty than the previous day to say nothing.

Days pass and go back to see this person, but now not only smiles, but this time you speak with love and without realizing it you get excited. Feel that there is no better time than you're living, everything is perfect, but how will this last? You have the illusion that it will be a happy ending, but you also have the doubt and fear that at any moment everything can end. You're so happy that you realize that you're dipping deeper and deeper into that love and you get to that person ever deeper into your heart. And suddenly from one minute to another pass from extreme happiness to an acute sadness when that person tells you how much you want to have me saying that love does not exist, it is an impossible love, and can only be friends.

What comes next is the disappointment, sadness, deep desire to mourn, like taking all the pain that person has made, unconsciously, in your heart, but you never do, whatever your pain, pride is stronger, and would rather swallow all the pain to say what you feel for, in any case, not to hurt that person. Time helps to overcome the pain, and this is only a story for your life, history will always remember, even if it made you suffer.

We enjoy each moment of life, every detail, because from time to time we will. Sometimes when we decided to receive the love that we rejected before, it may already be too late.

With love,

-H