We all know that we are not supposed to love with a love that becomes dependent…. we are supposed to be completely devoid of any attachments, any level of reassurance at all. On paper of course…. but even if that was easy to do, and we could all fly around as if we don’t give a shit about anything and everyone… I wonder… is it desirable?? Who wants to live a life, completely free?? Let’s not forget that it is deep longing and desire that creates the most wonderful pieces of music, painting and sculpture. Let’s not forget that that insane craving…. longing to hold, to kiss, to melt, to give and to caress…. is the one thing that composes all the greatest love Stories of the world. It is not a detached, ” I’ll see you when I see you… ” it is not a ” until we meet again… ” it is not, ” I like being with you, but I also love being with myself… ” ohhhhh no. It is an all consuming passion, a torment that is both sour and incredibly sweet… a deep deep longing that can never be satisfied. Now… those who don’t feel like that, who don’t go into the depths of the soul, into the hidden corners of the heart, and doesn’t give all of himself in the name of love… well then, such a person doesn’t deserve love at all. I think the psychopath, for example, adores this type of detached behavior. But us, the ones who feel, as humans… with hearts and souls… we are sensitive beings, longing to deeply connected… not because we need it but because to we long for it. Because even being whole, ( which we are) we still want someone to hold us at night and tell us how beautiful we really are. We still want a million deep kisses in the twilight and that glowing ecstasy that comes in our veins. Can that happen, as freedom? Not really….. if we loveeeee we want them there by our side. We want them Here, inside our hearts. We crave, we desire and we surrender to the deep melodies that seem to come straight from heaven and we forget that we have become, completely addicted to each other. It’s beautiful….. it’s a beautiful passionate way to live with an intensity that comes and never subsides. Deeply loving is giving our hearts, yet, keeping them. Not because it is a choice but because it is the truth. That infinitely beautiful connection might be all consuming, like a flame that never goes out, but it is only in one level. In another level… a deeper level, we are indeed always whole. Always…. Even if our hearts don’t really know it at all. Our souls do. It’s a delicate dance this beautiful life of love….. it really is. Shall we dance? Can you hear the music?