Read me .

It's love like family love, like love between a daughter and mother.
It's love like the way you love me.
Why can't I show how I love her the way I already shown how I love you?!

Take a breath. Take a walk into the balcony and come back with your lungs and head opened.
Read it again.
Now read the 34 other posts I wrote about you. Can you feel and see the difference?

The feeling you read is not the feeling I have. And if one day I tell you what I feel, hope you can clear your head to absorb the words i'll give to you, otherwise my words we'll be lost in the limbus and my love will be in vain.

Each time I give a word to you, read it like it's written:

- Don't give no more significant than the word itself.
- Don't turn the words into a complex and hurtful way of thinking.

You're the reader and the life you lived is how you read. But once you know exactly what the writer mean with the words you're reading, don't try to embrace it with you're own vision. It ruins all the beauty of giving and all the meaning of living.