I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU

The highest expression of an eternal feeling — there is no other way to say it, to show it, to generate it emotionally, sentimentally, romantically, with all the human force it carries. Unique. Essential. Devastating. The kind of force that makes man that perfect being who lives the earth through his own imperfection.

And yet, within language, we often say less than what we claim — as if the mind, for brief moments, chooses frames instead of full realities.

Those moments, the ones that carve space inside time, remind us of something simple: we live cognitively before we live sentimentally. And letting go is often the only way to be who we really are.

Behind a smile, a tear, a thought, an idea — there we are. With our weaknesses and our areas of strength. Some use them when needed. Others — the strongest — treat them simply as tools.

I Will Always Love You

It stays. It will always stay. Written in the sky.
No one can take it away. Like a cloud that refuses every wind, and goes only where it wants.

Goodbye Mom,
it was a pleasure loving you.

— Nando

Along our path, your hand touched my heart, and I touched you. I never forgot you.