Did you know that the word saudade only exists in Portuguese? And what is used to talk about feelings of loss, lack, distance and love?
How would we like to feel about each other, without necessarily feeling the other?Why love and lose?, Why love and be absent?Why have love and still miss something we already had, something that went away, something that was lost in time?Why do I miss you?
- After a while.
- I realized that nausea at home is finally a beautiful and even pleasant feeling.
- It hurts the chest.
- It’s true.
- Drowning Sometimes makes us feel as if their hands are shaking our hearts to the point that it seems almost unbearable.
- But bad news reminds us of the good things we’ve been through.
- Special people who simply couldn’t stay in our lives.
- Because of their choices or our choices.
- Sometimes.
- To move forward.
- You have to choose a path.
- And can this path separate you strongly from places.
- People.
- Loves.
- Feelings?But you have to go.
You have to be very cowardly to choose a path and give up precious feelings. Or very brave? Those who remain suffer, think that we are selfish, cold and even doubt the sincerity of what we feel, but who leaves?He who renounces his feelings, a story, a life, love, who goes away knowing that no long as it hurts, he needs to leave, takes nostalgia on his chest.
A wish I understood will never happen, and why should I?How many times have I struggled with home damage, thinking I was blinded, that I had stumbled. We fought and then, realizing that she was stubborn and would never leave, I began to understand her.
It reminds me of the happy past, the sad past, makes me appreciate today when I have to go over previous situations, reminds me of people that I simply cannot forget, because they are part of the story of my life, my We can and must turn the pages of our book, but you cannot take them out.
That’s why home sick sometimes hurts, mistreats, brings nostalgia. A song, a smell, a place, a photo and that’s it?, there I travel back in time at the speed of light and miss you. To miss you sometimes is good for the heart. Do I feel alive, feel lived, feel that every second that has passed in my life has been marked and recorded somewhere in time?This time he never comes back?