Living doesn't hurt

Definitive, like everything that is simple.

Our pain does not come from the things lived,

but of the things that were dreamed

and they were not fulfilled.

Why do we suffer so much for love?

The right thing would be for us not to suffer,

just be thankful that we met

such a nice person, who generated

in us an intense feeling

and who kept us company for a reasonable time,

a happy time.

Why do we suffer?

because we automatically forget

what was enjoyed and what we suffered

by our unrealized projections,

for all the cities we would like

to have met next to our love

and we don't know,

for all the children that

we would have liked to have it together and we didn't,

through all the shows and books and silences

that we would have liked to share,

and we don't share.

For all the canceled kisses,

for eternity.

We suffer not because

our work is exhausting and pays little,

but for all the free hours

that we no longer have to go to the cinema,

to chat with a friend,

to swim, to date.

We suffer not because our mother

is impatient with us,

but for all the times when

we could be confiding in her

our deepest anguish

if she was interested

in understanding us.

We suffer not because our team lost,

but by the suffocated euphoria.

We suffer not because we age,

but because the future is being

confiscated from us,

thus preventing a thousand adventures

happen to us,

all the ones we dream about and

we never got to experience it.

How to ease the pain of what was not lived?

The answer is as simple as a verse:

Deceiving yourself less and living more!!!

Every day I live,

I am more convinced that the

waste of life

it's in the love we don't give,

in the forces we don't use,

in the selfish prudence that risks nothing,

and who, dodging suffering,

we also lose happiness.

Pain is inevitable.

Suffering is optional.