We leave to change with the life what it has of more sacred than is the chance of a new day and its estranhamento. We learn protecting in them and we do not risk more. We start to save everything. E, we even save in the soul. what before it was abundant is scarce, what it was great is small, what was brilhoso if erases.
E, still we ask in them for the absence of special people in our lives. Many exist, and its names form a legion. Then what we make with these people special it is to leave to follow them in known way we say it what they must be, which will be its place in our lives. We attribute it we fit it to a status in known standards we fix a frame and we wait the best ownership. For times we want that the new is everything what always we imagine, homricas expectations that frustram in them, dreams of children who lie in the refusal of the reality.
Thus acting we want that they are our panacea. We want that they are what agent to want. We lose ourselves of them and they lose themselves in us. We forget new, that nobody dumb nobody and that to love and to take care of has to have much more with the delivery, the donation, the loss of I stops allowing to appear one third of what with fear and unreliabilities, hurts and rancores. People special in teach this to them with much property. They make in them to reflect on the life and our choices. Although this, they do not cure the wounds of a life, they alliviate but it. They do not erase the sadnesses, but if they loan in the ones in an abandonment the healer and sacred with its words, its feelings, its arms and entire body go to the few alleviating the scars, in distracting ahead of pain.