Something marvelous called LOVE

       “Love: When we don’t know we have it, we search for it. When we discover it, we don’t know what to do with it. When we have it, we fear losing it,” is a beautiful and very true quote that clearly reflects the way I have felt and faced that wonderful sentiment called love. As the years have gone by, I have had the fortune of leaving and, in consequence, understanding and maturing the main reason why not only me, but every human been, stays alive in this planet. I had felt my life completely empty, with an enormous thirst of affection; right at the border of dying. But then, without expecting it, that “something” had come across and smitten my heart, taking me into the fastest and most wonderful flight straight to the starts.

     I was a child when I started to chase real love. I can’t even remember what year was in the calendar, but I certainly still keep the picture of myself dreaming about it constantly. I couldn’t help it; it was taking over my mind, my spirit, my soul. When brushing my teeth, I was thinking about it. While listening to ballads, the thoughts were still there. Driving, studying, working; I was chasing it everywhere, in every spot. It showed up in my dreams, in the books I read, in the movies I watched and I cried for. It was like an epidemic. I was anxious; imagining the day it will finally come.

     The time continued, so my tireless search for that special someone who could relieve that atrocious loneliness I was submerged in. While traveling, many good memories, many bad tastes I was able to delight. I still keep some of them in my mind and my heart, just because one day they brought ecstasy to my life, and now they remind me the sense of this journey we are all on… One day, love suddenly decided to knock at my door. The day my heart was crying longing for an illusion that could not be. The only day in my life I had refused to believe in it. I was totally helpless, so it took advantage of me. And I must confess, I’ll always be glad and thankful it did it that way. Little by little, it made me start singing and listening beautiful melodies all around me; seeing every little single thing even more and more beautiful. Colors were more colorful than ever. My dreams began to be bigger and bigger. My horizon became infinite.

     Now I’m afraid. I’m living my dream and I don’t ever want to wake up. I don’t want any body to wake me up. I want to keep this enormous and precious feeling along with the marvelous person who had brought it to me forever. As it is supposed to be, isn’t it? Why can’t I freeze such a mystic sentiment, which is not more than the anticipated vision of the heaven that saints and poets have described throughout the years? I wonder, and then I wonder again, how long is all this immeasurable happiness going to last. I hope it last for the rest of my life, so that I can continue breathing pure air. I can’t stop praying every night for it to stay. I hope God listens to me and grant my prayers.

      What a long but worth crossing! Love has been a word that had me cried so many times, especially at first, but now it can only fill my life with joy and make my days a lot brighter, the brightest days in the world ever. I have faith it will remain there, I mean here, inside me, around me. It will keep me submerged in this state of elation by bringing more and more laughs; compassion; respect and understanding. There is no doubt that always long after the storm comes the calm.