🌿💚I don't like...

🌿💚I don't like anyone who doesn't get angry when something serious happens to a living being or to a symbol that embodies an ideal.

I don't like those of universal forgiveness.

I don't like people who never take a stand,

who doesn't take sides, 

who doesn't fight.

However, 

I love imperfect people.

I love passionate, 

true hearted people.

The clean and clear souls who would never purposely hurt someone and who fall, 

sometimes, 

for too much good.

I like those who admit they were wrong and hug you so tightly that the pain goes away.

I like those who forgive because they understand that they have in their eyes a human being with wounds still open and not with a weapon to steal your life from your chest.

I like those who love.

And I like those who are afraid to love again.

I like those who have chosen not to love anymore,

sweetly unaware of releasing love with every glance he paints in the horizons in which he takes refuge.

I like the ones about the penultimate attempts.

And I like those who know how to write the final word without ever looking back, 

so as not to contaminate the future, 

to give the present the opportunity to surprise again.

I like real people,

the broken souls that make every crack more precious than a sunrise.

I like words.

Even more I love the gestures that tell us who we are

without ever lying… 

unconscious gestures of out-of-control tenderness.

And I like silences, 

perfect pauses to touch hands, 

to leave a bit of ourselves in an exchange of mutual sacred fragilities.

I like those who don't say love, 

but do it.

Making even fear beautiful.

Shameless. 

Without trembling yet... 

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