Under the skin
To feel. I love to just lay there at the beach feeling the sea air. It makes me feel peaceful and it gets me lost in my own thoughts. I like to imagine people’s lives crossing each others at the beach. You see, beach is a place of matches and mismatches. Have you ever wondered how many love stories died at the beach?
Love like the sea has to be felt under the skin, deep to the soul. And, like the sea love is beautiful in its predictable unpredictable way. Love like the sea faces the storms while debates in the strength of itself. To just finish in beautiful calm waters.
Love like the sea has to be felt under the skin, deep to the soul.
I’m not afraid of going aboard this ship called life if that is the condition to live it intensely. To find love between the waves and to feel it intensely. I just don’t want to stay at the sand waiting the sea to bring me something good. I want to chase something good. I want to go, even if it means don’t ever come back.
You see, feelings – good and bad- need to exhaust themselves in their own intensity. At the end of the day just those who have lived intensely and have exhausted the feelings have truly lived.
After all, we all die at the beach, somewhere. Those who have lived arrive there with a smile upon their faces. Because they were the only ones who’ve felt everything including the most important feeling in the world: love.