[You can read this text to the sound of Ry Cuming – Always Remember Me]
You know one of those exciting things that make us look inside and rethink about us, about our history and about our loves? Yellow Love is one of those things.
“What exists beyond what has already been said about love?
All my life guided by love I had, or would like to have. Talking about the ones I had,also does not have much to say.
Loved and I was very well loved. But it was a love, one love that came, crossed my life and touched my soul and was marked in my skin.
All of us carry with us a story. That only we dare to remember when, during the night in the dark, pull over our heads on the pillow and silence runs deep. No matter the years, some things just remain.
But then, on a Thursday The afternoon of any year, stumbled in love already supposedly forgotten. We realize that love, there is no equal, and that person is and will continue to be our reference affective sincere and deep.
Not is sickness nor obsession. Alias is not nothing is only love. Love the good, those who are unique and wonderful, that happen a few times in people’s lives. Loves those who remain, and we have to live with it as something concrete and part of our lives.
That soul can go through life without having known love? And maybe be lucky enough to be matched?
That life is worth living without love?
No feeling is more beautiful, profound and transformative than love. Only love purifies and transcends, crazy, cure, invades, remains, frees and imprisons. When it happens is a serious sound that penetrates invades and stays
Not complicate nor elaborate the most amazing feeling and powerful of all. Let him come and install.
For the rest does not matter.