The Closing of the Heart Cycle

Constance. How are you? Excuse me "Cony", how much time has passed, you are very pretty like the day I met you (since), it is evident that your current boyfriend is a good person, you look happy, even if it is not with me, it would be very selfish not to let the love of my life be happy.

Anyway, I'm glad you've moved away from this world, I'm better. Never stop smiling, it's the only thing I ask of you, it would hurt me to see you sad; I still dream of you and they are always beautiful memories.

We are not close, but I always feel you, sometimes I have a lot of the things we did, I remember when you recorded me while I looked at your face with a face of a tender and in love fool. We are not close, but I always feel you, sometimes I have a lot of the things we did, I remember when you recorded me while I looked at your face with a face of a tender and in love fool. I know that in another life we were together, I was lucky enough to find you in this one; I know that in another life we were together, I was lucky enough to find you in this one; I hope to meet you in the next one.

I hope to meet you in the next one.

I still love you and it makes me happy that you have made your life, that you are happy and even despite the distance... I still love you and it makes me happy that you have made your life, that you are happy and even despite the distance... I love you from the bottom of my heart, and no matter what... I love you from the bottom of my heart, and no matter what... I would give anything for you, to look good, protected, loved and respected, even though you can alone with the world (the truth is I don't doubt it).

Just don't leave my existence, I hope to have the privilege of making your being happy in another life... I love you. I loved you from the first moment I walked through that door in Camila's apartment. From that day we find ourselves in this life. I will always love you.

I don't know what the future holds for me in this life, but whoever I love next time, I know that you will be happy to move on with my life even though neither needs the approval of the other.

Take care of yourself, my love, my angel. I hope it makes you happier than I could...

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Love, in its purest essence, is a force that trascends time and space. It root itself deep within us, and even as circumstances change, its impact on us persists, shaping who we are and how we view the world.

It´s difficult to explain how that love, wich was once so intense, transforms over time. At first, it´s a fire that burns fiercely, consuming everything in its path, filling every comer of our lives with its light. But over time, that fire calms, turning into a warm glow that doesn´t disappear but transforms into a whisper, a subtle presence that never leaves us.

No matter how much we try to let it go, no matter how much logic tells us we must move on, that love reamins, latent. It´s not something we can forget or simply leave behind because it has left an indelible mark on our souls. It´s like a gentle melody that, though distant, continues to resonate within us, reminding us of what we once felt.

The memories of that love intertwine with the samll details of our daily lives. A smile on a stranger´s face, a breeze brushing against our skin, a song playing in the background... all of it brings us back to that love, to those moments shared that, though brief, left an eternal imprint on us.

And though we know the past cannot be revived, we find ourselves holding onto those memories, not because in those moments, we found a deep truth about ourselves. The love we shared with that person revealed parts of ourselves we never knew existed, showing us a depth of felling we had never experienced before.

That love, though no longer present in the form it once had, remains a guide, a beacon that remind us what it truly means to love. It´s not just about the intensity of the feeling but about the ability to completely give ourselves, to allow another person to see the deepest parts of us and, in the process, discover something new about ourselves.

i don´t understadn why they left my life, why life decided to separate us, but it comforts me to know that what we shared was real, that we felt was genuine. Though now only memories remain, those moment wee authentic, and in them, I found a truth about love that has accompanied me ever since.

Closing eith love what was once opened with love doesn´t mean forgetting, but accepting. Accepting that this love has fulfilled its purpose, that it has left its mark, and that noe it is a part of us, of who we are. It´s not about leaving behind, but about integrating, carrying with us the leasson learned. the experiences lived, and allowing that love, in its transformed form, to continue guiding us on our path.