When we love with our souls... let the material world go to hell

Transient discoveries treasure your heart,

Like your discovery of the true meaning of love and that it is loose and massive, but it is not like any idea they told you about before,

It is a mixture of yearning and panic, reluctance and impulsion,

And that we divide in the presence of those we fall in love with, and we become a tribe of ourselves.

You have a loyal friend, contrary to what you thought,

Rather, he is like a real brother. Attitudes have come to refine that.

That you had wonderful company in many stages of your life and did not pay attention to it because you are so accustomed to the noise of those close to you, that you are used to holding only the warm hand.

Like discovering that your dopamine rises when you go to the sea, eat chocolate, read a spin-off written just for you, or just visit your mom.

That you prefer the kiss of the hand more than the kiss of the forehead, and you rest in the shade of trees more than the shade of buildings, and you deliberately go out in the seasons of daffodils, and you believe in anything that pushes your soul to jump out of your bones.

Like discovering the tenderness of someone's heart, and someone's love for you, and someone's loyalty to you,

And that you really walk like the stars without realizing it