IN THIS DAY ME ALONE I HAVE REMEMBERED THE LIVED LOVE

The day of the deceased’s, curious tradition he finishes I don't have anything in its against but I don't share it, I don't want go to remember a body without life, without soul, without anything that to give neither to receive. I prefer to remind everything that that gave me and I gave him when she was a being with soul and love to streams. 

How sense has got to take care of a stone that hides some organic spoils that are not anything that you are not reflective of your remembered being and lover, she doesn't have for my any sense, how many dear beings they have gotten lost and they will get lost along the centuries and of the human lives. And when the fact happens that deep pain that desperation that you have left solitude, for that reason I imagine that a lot of people find serenity and spiritual tranquility will visit and to tidy up a mausoleum that is there withering during the rest of the year.   

I don't sit down that vocation, because I have alive the dear person's memories, because although it is certain that I no longer have their body, if I notice that I have their love near me, I maintain it I live, I like to remember the most beautiful moments and also the most bitter that there is in the life of everything, our memory almost childhood because it was then when we met each other, I remember the first stolen kiss and shameful, and the immediate reflective act of looking around for if he had seen us somebody, I remember the day of our wedding, the official beginning of our life in common, and I remember all and each one of the years that we happen together that they were many. 

Because I have to keep cult to a flagstone, if I have it to her in my mind, in my dreams, and I also have the alive fruit of our love daughter to my side, I don't want to visit a tomb, there is not she swims there kept that it is mine, I keep it inside me, in my brain in my heart, and every day a moment or other, when I want to feel it to my side, alone I have to open the door of my thoughts and there it is, alive natural reviving all the moments that I want to revive. 

I don't want to feel anything in front of a stone, I don't want to clean powder and to change withered flowers for other fresh ones alone for one day, I always have fresh my feeling of love and his, I have stayed their ethereal being next to mine and they live together in my body both, not you for how long, neither I know if always pus to have the lucidity of maintaining them alive at both, but I have gotten it more than for three years and if god gives me forces, I will maintain them until one day the life decides us to join both in I don't know where, for all the eternity. My love a kiss and see you later.