🌹🤍I have a soft spot for those people
who know they are lucky,
who have been through
of all colors.
And therefore they live colorful.
That they don't need
to hide others
to feel giants.
Which they carry inside
hidden somewhere
a pain that never goes away.
Something that changed them forever
but this does not make them feel bigger
but that doesn't make them feel better.
I have a soft spot for those people
that when the lights are turned off, they stay on.
That closed a love, they remain alive.
That dissolved the trick, they remain true.
I have a soft spot for people
careful to touch.
That a caress when it meets a bruise becomes a memory.
I have a soft spot for those people
who have fought
and in silence they won.
That from the day they went out
from their darkness
suffer from obsessive compulsive happiness.
Who have never given up
to their sweetness.
Who have not bowed to anger
when anger was the only way
to be heard.
I have a soft spot for those people
who know what to insist
means "to rape".
Who respect a "no, thank you"
without adding anything else.
There must be a reason
to enter a person's life
and that reason must be clear.
Always.
What to be kind
it doesn't mean being stupid.
Who know the weight of words
and they don't hurl them at you
to defend.
Who respect loneliness.
Because they know a person
there it keeps everything that cannot be told.
Anything that doesn't want to be found.
I have a soft spot for those people
than when they walk down the street
and meet your gaze
for a moment they smile.
I love them.
They literally send me
out of heart.🤍💖💗💞💘💓💕💝
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