Suddenly, it is like nothing is important anymore. We have no complains, no dreams and no regrets for the past. What I did or you did wrong or right it is there settled behind in our lives. No one cares if there was love or hate, lies or fate, it is what it is. Now it is like a simple calm time took place and the only thing we can hear is the loud laugh of the silence saying... I won!
Lucia Botelho
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Malu (Pseudonym) (
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Good emotive write, peace has come to you and may it always be with you.
Thanks my friend. Yes, it is much better now. Sometimes the best thing to do is let go. We rarely stay attached to people because we love them but because we are addicted to them in some way. Truly love give space, freedom. Truly love is not selfish. Truly love rare exist.
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