Nunca hay un final, hay un nuevo comienzo / There is never an end, there is a new begginning

 El sabía que ya la vida no sería igual despues de ese momento, todas esas vivencias quedarían impresas para siempre en su memoria y en su alma, aquellos hermosos momentos en donde el hecho de compartir las situaciones mas cotidianas eran los mejores, a veces, se levantaba por la mañana y la observaba un rato y al mismo tiempo daba gracias a Dios por haberle concedido ese privilegio de poder estar con esa alma maravillosa una parte de su vida, cada sonrisa, cada abrazo, cada gesto eran magia para él, su corazón vibraba de alegría al verla allí de pie sonriendole, era lo mas importante en ese momento, sin embargo un día las cosas ya no fueron igual y las circunstancias cambiaron, sabía que todo había terminado y le dolía el corazón, sentía que no quería dejar ir todo aquello tan bonito que había vivido, se rehusaba a dejar ir a esa alma tan querida y buscar su camino, muchas noches lloró mientras la miraba con nostalgia a su lado mientras dormía, y la veía cada vez más lejos, veía como una parte de sí mismo se estaba alejando, era una parte de su historia, de su vida, de su alma...

Pero en lo mas profundo de su ser él sabía que eso era lo que tenía que ser, era lo mejor para ambos, su corazón estaba desgarrado pero sabía que su amor por ella nunca se terminaría, el amor es un sentimiento, que al contrario de lo que la mayoría piensa, nunca muere al terminarse una relación, aún si llenáramos ese espacio con odio significaría que le seguimos dando importancia a lo que fué, el amor no termina nunca, es sublime y es eterno, es el deseo de ver al otro feliz, es desearle todo lo que queremos para nosotros mismos aún no estando nosotros allí.

 Y al final él se sentía tan agradecido con todas las experiencias, con todo el amor compartido que el corazón se le quedaba pequeño ante semejante sentimiento, quería decirselo pero no tenía palabras para expresar algo tan mágico y tan sublime y sólo se quedó absorto en su interior reflexionando, sintiendo, recordando...

Dedicado a una mujer increiblemente maravillosa...

ENGLISH

He knew that his life would not be the same after that moment, all those experiences would be imprinted on his memory and in his soul, those beautiful moments where the sharing of more everyday situations were the best, at times, wake up in the morning and watched for a while and at the same time he thanked God for having granted this privilege to be with this wonderful soul a part of his life, every smile, every hug, every gesture was magic for him, his heart vibrated with joy to see her standing there smiling at him, this was the most important at the time, however one day things were no longer the same and the circumstances changed, he knew it was all over and his heart ached, he felt he did not want to let go anything so beautiful that he had lived, he refused to let go of that dear soul and find his way, many nights he mourn as he looked her longingly at his side while sleeping, looked like a part of himself was away, was a part of his story, his life, his soul ...

But in the depths of his being he knew that that was what had to be, was the best for both, his heart was torn but he knew his love for her never end, love is a feeling, that contrary to what most think, never terminates when a relationship dies, even if we fill that space with hate you would be giving importance to what was, love never ends, it´s sublime and eternal, is the desire to see the other happy, is to wish all we want for ourselves even when we were not there.

And in the end he felt so grateful for all the experiences, with all the love shared that his heart was small at such feeling, wanted to tell her but he had no words to express something so magical and sublime and only became absorbed in himself, thinking inside, feeling, remembering...

Dedicated to an incredibly wonderful woman...