lunes, 22 de febrero de 2016

Cada vez que se vuelvan a ver, será como si no hubiesen dejado de verse jamás

"La verdadera amistad desafía al espacio y al tiempo. La verdadera amistad está incluso cuando no está. Sobre todo cuando no está."

Y es que nunca he entendido a aquellos que miden la amistad por el número de días que se ven y no por los grandes momentos que pasan al lado de esa persona llamada amigo. Porque la amistad va más allá de un café todas las tardes, va más allá de los reproches por no dejarte ver. Cada vez que me necesites estaré, cuando quieras compartir los mejores momentos de tu vida estaré, y cuando no quieras que esté también estaré. Porque si fuiste capaz de llamarme amigo, serás capaz de entender que estoy contigo en todo momento; y que lo nuestro no debe medirse en algo físico sino espiritual. Porque un amigo es ser consciente de que hay días buenos y días malos, pero que eso, como todo, tiene solución. 

Un amigo es arriesgar, arriesgar a confiar a ciegas y tener la certeza de que nunca jamás te va a dejar solo. Es saber que, pase pase lo que pase, un amigo es para siempre. 


El amor incondicional es lo que tiene,
perdura en el tiempo 
y deja atrás el rencor.

The dark side of the moon

She has always loved him.
She loved him when he was smiling,
when he was sleeping,
and when he was just listening to music.

She loved him when he was cooking,
when he was playing
or when he was just doing anything.

She still loved him when he began to distance himself from her,
the day he didn't even touch her; 

not a kiss  not a caress; 
or even when he decided she didn't deserve his affection anymore.

Her love was so unconditional 

and she was so blind that
she didn't realise she was hurting herself,
she didn't even realise that 

she was dying inside.

She loved him so much that her heart hurt.
It felt like pain. It was pain.
Nevertheless she didn't stop loving him.
Nobody has ever been able to say that she never loved him

Now, after everything,  she threw off her blindfold
and decided not to love again in that way.
That meant she wouldn't bare her soul to anyone again.
And from that day she was like the moon;
part of her was always hidden away.