It 'hard to grow together. Even more difficult is to change, together. Life is always ready to reserve curves, climbs, descents, and straight and it is difficult to be able to drive both at the same speed. Tear the awareness of this. Maybe we are, our nature, adapted to be supported for a limited period of time, until you can travel on the same track.
Then, because of personal paths that each of us is doing, the track is divided into two separated and you have to travel, to try to understand, to feel. Why, some things we can understand them better in solitude. And so the journey continues, for both, with new situations, places, people, smells, tastes, rough and smooth surfaces.
never will gather in the streets? There is an old, wise and experienced railway linesman who commands an exchange. If this toll is still called love, the two trains will resume one day running parallel to travel together, recognizing that the portion of the road is made by just needed to get back to racing neighbors. Otherwise you will hear and see from afar and smile recalling the trip certainly did together, but looking ahead, each in his own direction perhaps, sadly, will be different.
meantime, however, my wagon will be full of suitcases, smiles, tears, music, color and perhaps a new light ...
Song of the day: "Wherever protect" - Vinicio Capossela .
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