Loves that are not forgotten

For a while, that man rescued me from my usual pettiness, from my self-centeredness, and taught me to be a human being with feelings, he taught me kindness, solidarity and to see life from another perspective.

He taught me that there was a part of me that I did not know, that life was not as insignificant as I had always believed. But as soon as he stopped influencing me, I went back to my old self and realized how much I needed him.

Every day I liked him a little more, I got lost in his gaze, the one that spoke for itself and knew what it was saying.

I had reason to tell you that the love of my life was you and I begged God to please bring us together.

I felt that I could if you were in my life, if you were close to me, I don't know how you did it, or what you had done with my life, suddenly I started to believe in things I didn't believe, but I also found strength, I believed that everything was possible, I didn't want to have to invent you, I wanted to fill myself with you and that you were the most beautiful reality, you were.

I had been away from you for a long time, trying to turn the page, I could not, I was angry with myself for giving up easily, I was not like that and no matter how hard I tried, I could not forget and let it go, I guess we wanted to repair something that had no repair and was only part of a process.

My heart ached, I had tried other places and it wasn't working for me, I wasn't doing what I used to do anymore and how could I continue if I had run out of inspiration? I know many will probably say I'm young and there are many fish in the sea, but something like that is not easy to change, you don't change it, you get over it.

How can you forget a love like that? It comes without warning and changes your life completely, I never thought it would happen to me, but I am happy to have lived a love as intense as it was.

The years taught me that love is not like the movies you usually see, sometimes it hurts, it hurts, it makes you happy, it makes you crazy and if not look at me, I ended up with panic attacks and anxiety.

In spite of everything he always came back, he always came back to me and told me that I had to be patient, that good things take time and that if Shawn Mendez waited 5 years for Camila, I could do it too, I wasn't going to clip his wings and he wasn't going to clip mine either.

If it was a mistake or crazy, we did it, we needed it. My grandmother was right, no one could accomplish in my life what you did, I didn't want to grow old and think about what would have happened, I wanted to try and know what could happen as this connects us too much with the divine and the real. Yes, we were going to burn and we did it together. Come back to me we said to each other, come back to be my cable to happiness.

Many won't believe it and will probably call us crazy, I'm fine with that, we all have a part of crazy. Even I can't believe how we connected, how we coincided, how our craziness coincided and how we found each other. We became even closer after that pact we made because without words we both knew what we felt, what we wanted and what we would do.

Call me crazy, but Ed Sheeran was right when he said that you can fall in love without knowing the person, science won't be able to explain it maybe, but it's so magical when one of us realizes it and immediately happens that inexplicable connection that brought us together at the moment.

Call me crazy, but I wouldn't change that February 2018 for anything in the world, since then I started living, learning, being a better person and we both learned what love can do in our life. Since that February I not only connected with you, I also connected with God, since that day I was thanking and praying for us, I believe he listened to me because we both lived and took a great love story with us.

And yes, I did not believe that there was someone like you, with that look, those soft curls, the nose with which I made jokes, that smile that could be heard from far away, the jokes you made, how you saw life, your kindness and solidarity, but above all I loved your personality, unique. You taught me to love myself and to fight for my dreams, and I always supported you in yours, I loved every time you dedicated to me the prizes you won, but I loved you more when you didn't because I saw your dedication and discipline, I liked to be part of that and help you improve every day as you did with me.

Even though we were 15 years apart, we complemented each other perfectly. Him, someone important and well known working to fulfill his biggest dream. Me, a girl of the world working to fulfill my dreams. We met at the best time, we adopted two dogs, we planned to form a family and create projects together, we lived the best three years of our lives.

But one day it ended and not for lack of love, but because our careers demanded too much, I wanted him to fulfill his biggest dream and I wanted to be me again recovering my mental health because of my work, I didn't want to be a burden for him and for him to worry about me, so I ended our relationship. Did it hurt? Of course it hurt, I had to stop working in my company for a year isolating myself from everything and for him it was the worst year of all personally and professionally.

Today it has been two years since we have seen each other, I know that he is not doing as he would like and also how he feels, and he knows how I am doing and that I am still working to fulfill all my dreams. We both wish each other the best since two years ago, our families and friends enjoyed our love as much as we did and we are thankful to have lived the love that we will always remember as the best of our lives, he will always carry his part with him and I will always carry mine.

Will we ever meet again and be together? Only God and life knows if we will cross paths again, life is a handkerchief so anything can be.

Love is a hope, it gives us life, it makes us believe, it makes us create impossible things, it hurts us, it makes us crazy, it makes us happy, it makes us live it.

True story. Anonymous author