🌿🤍“But do you...

🌿🤍“But do you delete people from your life like that, without giving an explanation?”

Yes.

The answer is a very simple and very cold “Yes”.

Because if I delete them it means that they deleted me first.

With malice, 

with falsehood, 

with hypocrisy, 

with false respectability, 

with blades stuck between the shoulder blades of trust.

Because I have a strange character, 

it's true, 

but it doesn't hold any surprises: 

if I love, 

I show it, 

if I also despise.

You may like it or not, 

but it's clean.

You don't get dirty with me.

I don't cheat. 

I don't know how to do it, 

I don't want to learn how to do it.

And not because I am a saint among sinners.

I don't cheat because I respect myself: 

after betraying someone, 

be it a love or a friend or a simple acquaintance, 

you stop being a human being and the mere thought makes me nauseous.

I don't forgive those who betray me.

I don't hate him.

But I move it to the oblivion of my life: 

it doesn't exist, 

it doesn't hurt, 

it becomes useless furnishings destined for the landfill of the past.

For and with the people I love I fight, 

I get angry, 

I seek comparisons, 

I nag, 

I cancel my pride, 

I tighten my grip... 

sometimes even too much... 

I respect, 

but I don't give up.

I never imposed my presence, 

but I demanded consistency from those who wanted to share my journey.

I cancel without explanation, 

it's true: 

I do it in life when indifference leaves room for disgust.

And I do it on social media which for me is just a means and not the essential thing.

If criticism is constructive it becomes water among the scorched dunes of superficiality.

Criticism becomes smoke among the empty words of those who never look anyone in the face, 

not even themselves.

I have learned that time is more expensive than diamonds, 

and even silence has a power that I didn't know before: 

I allow myself the luxury of living them, 

not of throwing them away with those who put a price on everything, 

but give value to nothing.

These are considerations of a rainy day, 

when everything seems surreal and you realize that you are now dependent only on the essentials...

...like the heart, like the sea... 

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