@Nico91 23 December 2022

All the people who comfort our lives are parts of our warm soul. We lose some people, we let them go, we let them lose us only to later find other souls clothed in silence. We are parts of the people we love. We are the mirror of the man next to us, people in a continuous search for souls. Sometimes when we find them we don't know how to touch them, being afraid not to hurt them, not to lose them. And precisely because we are so afraid...we waste time, and they run to other souls who know how to feel the present. Souls don't need user guides, they need emotion guides. Souls smile in a man's eyes and cry in his eyes. People need to be held by the hand, under the dreams of summer, under the storms of autumn, under the silence of winter and under the green of spring, under the sun and the sky. Regardless of age, regardless of time.