Ten days of separation

We do not really know the value of things until we see them lost.

Maybe about six months ago, the fact that a certain date arrived that would establish a drastic change in my life would not have been something transcendental, but here is where we apply the principle that the feeling weighs more, than the time. I think I'm sure I got used to being in that limbo of not knowing what our relationship was about, but I dare to step into the void, blinded, to say that there was too much love involved in the last instances, and I think it's the most painful of everything, (The attachment). One of the most important principles of my life, my creed, my mantra, is to interact openly with everything without becoming attached. I do not know where part of our interaction started to break with my most important rule of my life, but the point is that I did it, and I think that at this point is where I can feel more human precisely because of that. FEEL, I'm in immense pain since fate wanted me to be humanized.

When we started I think I could be very aware that everything would be ephemeral, how could it not be? It was too good for it to last, our time and geography would conspire not to do this very shortly. One day almost waiting for it to happen, I heard the phrase "I think I'm going to Mexico next year", I honestly reacted in a very rational and ineffective way, and I assimilate it very easy. Being clear of some possible date I thought I could control all the phases of our "relationship" and do something controllable, and take everything for granted, giving me the luxury of postponing trips and visits to my house (In fact) I gave myself the luxury of distancing myself for an absurd discussion and losing weeks of that beautiful contact to which I had become so attached. Having measured the time I had taken to make the distance, I sought to resume contact again, after being on good terms, we felt that awkward silence that preceded a very devastating phrase for me. "I'm leaving in a week, and I'd like to see you tomorrow, too." I could only show serenity for both of us and accept that offer to meet us the next day, perhaps it was the most we could share because I had to dedicate time to her family and other friends.

We only talk about networks, and we remember all those moments that we spent in those who did not believe in time, ironically being within a short time of separating us forever. I remember crying a day before the big date lying in my bed thinking that I would not feel the same way more ever, doing that retrospective I refused to renounce that feeling even if I had it only for one more time. I remember leaving my house running with the phone in my hand looking to know where he was, telling him that he would not leave without giving me a hug, I would surely think he was crazy for wanting to move the world for a hug, but as the second law of my life I proposed that I would not let anything in my life disturb my spiritual peace, and indeed not giving her that hug before he left was going to break my spirit in an irreparable way. At the end I was there waiting for me at a sushi restaurant with his partner on her last date before his big trip, I think it was one of the most valuable outlets for me, we could laugh too much at 3 that table.

Yesterday she left, she must be left 9 days before arriving at she´s destination.

I think I've never been so eager to travel before.