Love does not admit sane reflections

That he love does not admit string reflections, It is as true as life itself.

Love comes like a whirlwind of emotions, colors, illusions… And given that, what else can we do than surrender at his feet? Rubén Darío already stated it: “Lady, Love is violent, and when it transfigures us, madness ignites our thoughts.”.

Illusions overwhelm us and we lose peace, Our kisses are filled with a passion that we cannot explain with words, because they can only be explained by feeling. Our mind transforms, It illuminates, it magnifies itself with thoughts that make us vibrate and regain our enthusiasm again.

It seems as if the world was no longer the same, that it had transformed for us and that makes us cry, cry with emotion because life smiles at us again. Everything that seemed gray to us has been transformed into the most beautiful of rainbows.

We go a little crazy, we feel that an adventure has come into our lives when we least expected it. fill us with a lot of illusions that we had lost and in which we no longer believed. We once again see the light and brilliance of our days.

It seems incredible to us that our dull heart is beating again and feeling like it did when we fell in love for the first time, when we were just kids.

“My mind is clear of flames of love, lady, like the store of the day or the palace of dawn. And the perfume of your ointment my fortune pursues you, and it turns my thoughts on The madness”.

In the first moments we like everything: his voice, his breath, the way he walks, the way he moves his hands, the way he winks at us or greets us. How she looks at us, when she touches us or holds our hands…

They are experiences that are not forgotten no matter how much time passes.

We may even lose that love and after years a melody, a smell, a place transports us back to those moments that we should all know at least once in our lives. Without a doubt, love is something so inexplicable that in these words we refuse to talk about the chemistry that produces it…

We just want to share with you those sensations that great poets and artists have told us so uniquely for years. And that we ourselves have discovered at some point in our lives.

This universal feeling that when it really appears, appears to make us laugh, to make us dream. To become a little silly and to find meaning in our lives again. We don’t want to talk about chemicals, oxytocin, adrenaline… just sensations.

Because love, not only that of a couple, but that which is awakened by the people we most appreciate in our lives It is a unique and unrepeatable experience that fills us with joy, fills us with joy.

Although on the other hand, it is true that we should not fall into the “I’m alone, my life has no meaning“. We must feel happy alone and with ourselves.

We should not be looking for love at all costs because it comes alone. Maybe in the spring of our lives or maybe it comes again, like autumn comes when the leaves slowly fall, without the radiant light of spring, but with another light… different yes, but just as magical.

Nor should we flee from it or be afraid of it. because it once hurt us, maybe it broke our heart into a thousand pieces like when a vase falls to the ground and we think it can no longer be fixed. Maybe it’s true, maybe that vase is already too broken to fix, but who said it had to be the only vase in our lives?