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Feb 2020
In which moment *** becomes less intimate than taking a coffee with a stranger and talk about life, or hugging in the middle of the bar with all the music and people jumping, feeling the strong heart of a stranger in your chest and knowing that's sharing peace.
In which moment love become so difficult? is it because *** is so easy to get that love becomes so difficult?
Are we so disconnected of ourselves, of our feelings?
In which moment eye contact becomes more intimate than having someone inside of you?
What is happening with us, with love, with connection, why are we so afraid to give it all
to say: “look me in the eyes, i'm not going anywhere” to say “ lets get old together”  what happens to partners for life? what happened to unconditional love?, is it just our generation with this struggle?
Why are we afraid i have listen to manies: “ i don't want to lose my freedom”, “ i have been hurt before”, “ i don't want to open myself” “ trust no one” “ i can't be loyal”...
Love and *** become a game i don't know how to play, a game of express but not to much, feel but not too much, don't be intense, play it cool, see other people, don't put so much effort on a men, don't expect nothing from him. How can you build trust in this game?
So tell me what its next? Everybody wants to go to heaven but no one wants to die, Everybody wants to be in love but noone wants to fight for it.
Written by
carmel
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