I felt.
The nerves on my stomach.
The anxiety in my chest.
A lump in my throat, product of a drowned
weeping which didn’t reach to escape.
And an imperative need to write goes over my fingers that it quickly slide over the keyboard.
He.
He has too much power over me.
I don’t know who is, was or is he going
to be.
I don’t know what is he thinking
about. I don’t know what is he feeling, what is he hiding. What are his
intentions.
I
I am scared.
And by writing this words my hair
stands on end. Not the discovery, but this emotion acknowledgment go through my spine. And my lump aggravates.
I’m divided.
Mind, Intuition and Heart.
My Mind repudiates him. It
feels rejection by everything that he writes. He’s cynical and
sarcastic. Egocentric. Lustful. Lacking
from emotions or rather lacking from kindness. It’s only a way of having fun or,
well said, for evading, escaping from the
Truth.
The second one, the Intuition,
he avoids it.
He’s scared
too. He’s insecure and
confused.
The same as me.
However, its signs are loud and strong.
He sees me all the time, without
seeing me. He knows what I think, without reading or listening to my words. His
intuition smells me and feels me, without touching me.
And it happens the same to me.
He closes his eyes.
I close them too.
The mind speaks too much. It only attracts
the anger to my body, negative energies as nerves and anxiety. But not the
tears, as it spring up from the depth of the Heart.
Then, He get carried by the Intuition and so I do too.
In that moment the Mind fall silent and everything
surrounding is calm.
The nerves dissipated and there
where once was anxiety, now there is peace.
A Heart which beats rhythmically non-stop. It plays and sing a song.
The intuition, which listens
carefully wise, presage: you Love her/him.
And there where once was a lump in the
throat, a sigh escapes. And another one. And another one. It became faster, more intense. The hair
stands on end all over again.
Letting go all the negative. An
incredible deep feeling invades me, happily.
That is the Truth.
Doesn’t matter time or space. Doesn’t
matter what the mind shouts.
The Heart is quiet and it has always
been because it always knew the Truth.
Love is always something beyond the
limits; beyond the limits of the matter and beyond the limits of the mind
linked of the world’s thoughts. That is why it is attached to the intuition.
And He also knows that Truth.
He always knew it.
And so did I.
Both of us.
We know it,
without know it. We feel it.
Two parts of the same Being, of the
same Soul.
We are One.
