Have Time to Give and you’ll know what Love is (S1 Ep.18-2)


I looked to the dustbin, intrigued in relation to the Chocolate Candies. If Mikhael sent me this letter, it would be he the author of this gift too? No, it can't be!
I took the box from the garbage, my instinct said to leave it there, but the curiosity was uncontrollable. I opened it and inside of the cover was an inscription - "The bittersweet of your memory is as the agony of the poison in my veins, longing for a cure." - The handwriting of the letter and this message, although similar, were not the same. It was not him who sent the chocolates! With the confirmation of my suspicions I smiled. However, the mystery about the author of this doing remained.
I didn't take it seriously, neither the message nor the gift itself. It would be some kind of sick joke, I'm sure! It is not unusual this week. There's always the funny playing pranks or in an attempt to spread a rumour in the halls of the school. I'd bet more in the first option because it wasn't signed.

Nevertheless, I felt contempt for the box of chocolates, I couldn't help it. I love chocolate, but my body has a low tolerance to sucrose, can't eat that many desserts, in truth none is the ideal amount since most of the food, vegetables and plants already have its natural sucrose. My friends know it, someone who looked up to me had heard it. It's not a secret, I never eat anything sweet at school. Refined sugar is like poison for my blood. When I was younger mother made me walk with a doctor's statement to show in the cafeteria, in case of being necessary and, in fact, it was sometimes. For some time I didn't understand why couldn't eat desserts at school, it got more difficult because the kids made fun of me, they said I was strange, trying to always get me distracted to put sugar in my drinks, the only time they have managed to accomplish it I began to feel sick, my vision became blurry, my whole body sweating, my ears were buzzing, my legs held for little time until I fell to the ground without reaction. What happened next I remember little, just that I woke up on a stretcher in the hospital. Since that day, Joan became an authentic Eagle, was always attentive, protecting me of malicious pranks. For over the years stood by me and defended me… Was more fearless than I! Imposing her will, confident of herself, conquering to each step the respect and admiration of others. With her challenges, showed me my own spunk. She was the one who helped me to embrace every aspect of myself, to accept me as I am without fears... My best friend, Joan, sister of the man who I once loved, how weird is that?! Loved her like a sister and now there was this distance between us and it all boiled down to him, Mikhael.
Accept that I loved him with all my being, that I needed his presence in my life, that he was the balance that I lacked, was not easy for me, how could I love a stranger?! And yet I felt it. Two people who I couldn't love more, so different, that hurt me more than words could describe, however, I’ll sacrifice myself for both.
It's hard to put into words what it means to love because this little word can convey so much of a feeling, which is not felt the same way for each who experiences it. But if I had to describe it, I probably would say that love is to put the needs of someone first then ours. Is sacrificing our own will for the benefit of another. And by that, I don't think anyone who considers itself passionate about someone, who recognize in another one part of itself, don't know that person, don't spend the time earned by such sentiment.
When I think about love, about romance and what it means, the thought strikes me to “Time”, it's still funny the simplicity of the complex of life because he is the "Time", its Guardian... The reason that "Time” comes to my thought when I think of "Love" is because the only real thing with value that we can give with importance to someone we hold dear is "Time". Time to listen, time to love, time to be, time to think, time to care... Time is the most valuable asset in life!

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