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The beginning

Let's see what all this is like ... Hello everyone who goes through this network, the one who told me about this madness was my partner, but it turns out that he has not yet been sent the e-mail to register, the He has more time than me in all this making money online, but I left drawn this time and little by little I will be riding articles and writings of my person, so if they like we can interact and make this work!

I'm not a poet, or anything like that, I just like to do catharsis through writing, through my perspective of life I'm giving concepts of love according to my lifestyle, little by little I've realized that love is divided into several loves that are subdivided as one grows and relates to other people.

1.- First love:

We all have that first love, the one of school, the one that we do not remember anymore at the age of twenty-five, the one we used to live for when we were little, the one that makes us feel the most moving feeling in the world, love, with what we enter What is the general definition of love, for me is: '' WHAT MOVES THE WORLD ''.

Many say that what moves the world is sex, money and drugs, but in my mind this is implicit, because to have sex, some are able to give and pretend love, for sex they give you money and money buys drugs, so yes, love moves the world and is a bit bizarre way of saying it, but it is the logic that many give and if they analyze well, yes, love moves the world, how many battles and wars they were not generated by the love of a woman, although in the history books it does not appear, I assure you that if you inquire well, you will find some battle for a lady.

2.-Induction to the disaster

After several love affairs of children, as well as the first, all exactly the same, sweaty hand, do not see us kissing or the typical: '' only in my house can we see each other '' because you are too young to go out there with a Nene who does not know himself and does not know how to defend himself and your mother prefers that they are in their house to be run over by a car because there are no street kids in the street and they never arrive alive.

That's when you start to discard and collect disappointments, the loves are passed one by one, some are ended by not having the ability and maturity to sustain a relationship at that age and it is logical, but some leave marks, the most painful are those of the soul, that you are taking away hope in love, and although everything is excellent and even adapt to the routine of seeing your mother every day watching them so that none of the lines are passed in terms of kisses and little hands, something happens, that does not allow you to see more of that person, either because of their own fault or that of others, and that's where Mama goes to say again, the typical and painful phrase TE DI JE.

It is logical, but one does not see it until it matures, grows and sees it from another perspective, that's why I tell all my friends that they have children that are understandable, at least in part, because we all live by that chapter of our life and it is better that they burn at their age and have their limits and their warnings, I understood because my mother told me: '' do not trust others, that nobody likes to see beautiful eyes on someone else's face ''.

3.- The love of life

All, absolutely all of us have that love that marks us, leaves us scars and we never forget or leave, the one that at any moment can send us a text to our phone and we run for it and he runs for us, it is the most chaotic that goes through our lives, the one that teaches us what to love, not only skin, not just kisses, not just caresses, what love is in itself, that teaches us, to value the moments no matter how small, to feel each words as if nobody else existed in the world, that which helps us see that love is what the world needs to survive in the midst of so much hate, yes, that love is never forgotten or left and I am the living image of it, we can have several loves of life, none is the same, none is similar and none is loved with the same intensity because each one teaches us something new.

But it is only that, the love of life, because they can never be together, they are very atypical cases that end up living together like in the tales of princesses that we see when we are small.

4.- Real love

This is a bit strange, because it looks like the love of life, but it is not the same, because this is who focuses you, who makes you see what you need in the future, this love, is the one that teaches you the concept of emotional stability, economic and sentimental, some find it early, others last their whole life looking for it and never find it.

Love itself, is what we carry inside and drives us to continue day by day.

I hope you like it ... with love JaiSweet!