We learned to count every second, waiting for that connection that would take us to paradise. Because without hearing or seeing each other there, where imagination flies, it was a real nuisance and we died in the hell of loneliness.
Our hands improvised caresses where the skin froze because of a distance so difficult to bear. And although it all seemed a lie, it became true in an intense moaning, freed from the prison of a silenced desire.
We learned to find each other even without being able to see each other, groping in the dark along the path of life with a single objective: to see each other again in the reflection of our gazes and in the plurality of talking until we fell asleep without conditioning, because loving each other is real.
In every second, in every imaginary caress, we cultivated a garden of longing that blossomed in our hearts. Each heartbeat became a symphony that united us, despite the distance that separated us.
Love transcends boundaries and barriers of time and space. Our souls are destined to meet, no matter what obstacles stand in the way.
In that synchronous dance of desires and dreams, we discover that true paradise is found in the union of our essences, where loneliness is transformed into infinite harmony. Because loving each other is our most sublime apprenticeship.