@Moyjador 4 July 2021 more from that month

I am the one who misses those she loves and the one who forgets those who forgot her, the one who broke like glass when life gave her the worst stone. I am the one who does not know about grudges, the one who gets angry easily and loses her temper easier but she does not lose her memory. The one who cares for everyone because all of hers are a piece of herself. I am the calm rain when absences flood the eyes and I am also the storm that can be unleashed in a sigh. I am the one who loves, beyond herself, no matter how much love there is on the other side of the sidewalk, but she is learning to distinguish who is, who is not. The one that she sees beyond the masks, no matter how much they want to disguise themselves. I am the one that life forged with fire and blows like the steel of swords. I am the one who sustains the roots even though wings have been born. I am the night with her secrets and the day with her light, the winter that gives way to her spring because life is not an eternal winter and even if we do not want to see them the flowers will arrive. I am those who loved me and those who didn't, who reached out to me when I didn't expect it and the hand that never came but I thought it would be there for me when I needed it. I am faithful to what I feel, to what I live, to the emotions that run through my veins. I am not what everyone wants, nor what everyone expects ... I am the one that few know and less understand