You can't deny it

We can't let ourselves go.

And I understand it... who knows how many lives we've been searching to arrive at this exact moment, at this exact point in time where our paths cross and something in us remembers.

You can't deny what the brain tries to understand, what the heart beats without permission, and what the soul simply knows.

Yes, we are scared. But we also want, really want, to see what happens when fear doesn't rule.

This burning among us is not any random fire.

It could consume us if we don’t take care of it, or it could be that holy fire that transforms, cleanses, teaches. That fire that does not destroy, but awakens.

With you I understood that one can be the journey, but not always the destination.

And yet you were both: the path that showed me what I am and the place where I finally understood that to love was not to possess, but to see, to accompany, and to let be.

You were that trip that one takes as a child, with eyes open to wonder and a heart willing to do everything.

At first I didn't know how to appreciate you, but as time went by, I just wanted the journey to never end.

And then I realized:

you weren't an easy trip...

you were the fucking final destination,

the stop where one learns to let go, to love without chains, to burn without fear.

Yes, there will be other journeys, other landscapes, other heartbeats.

But there are fires that leave their mark on the skin of the soul.

And you, you were that fire to which one would return without hesitation,

because you can't deny it when something teaches you to live awake.

🦋A