Today is the year zero: my first real day without Diego.
say no contact, no way out, without a future that sees us together, It bears the name of us ... But for me
Diego remains. Because Diego is and will always be with me. Diego give me, without asking anything in return, a deep awareness. The awareness of what love is: the real one, the one with a capital A, who do not care if you're high, low, thin, fat or disabled. That sees the light in you, but is not afraid to be harsh to remove the dark side. Not chide nothing.
a love that gives, but receives little of that love strong and constant that does not give up, despite adversity. Of the love that everything is possible.
I was not ready: I \u200b\u200bwas holed up in my "nest" in my wanting to be a girl, in my unconscious.
I stood holed up in my posting in my "escape" in the words. In my mind and in my dream of a relationship, how should or should not be.
In my mind ... eluded me and, sometimes, as my reality, the everyday was wonderful and full and I did not give a real chance at this love. For fear.
Although at the time I was not aware it was much easier to continue to be a child rather than capricious and irresponsible to assume the full role of woman who assumes full responsibility for their choices and agrees that the relationship between two people.
A woman who is left to say who is or who it is or what it's worth ... because SA is deeply aware of who he is, what it wants and its value and his dignity and his daily work as much in life as in work.
now between us fell silent ... a final silence, which has a bitter taste (like tears), sometimes harsh. Seasoned sadness and melancholy.
I love Diego.
