You have to get rid of the average love, that love that is only good for what any other love is good for, that love that has average ups and downs, average ups and downs, those loves that are just around the corner and that only last a couple of months or, if you are doing well, until Christmas when they meet your family and that persist until they have children and tie you to a house and to an annoying job and to say \u201cI love you\u201d every day and to spend all the days you have left of your life living an average life.<\/p>\n
You have to get rid of that average love that is in people, that is in buses, in the subway, that is in parties, or in bars, in offices, or in those places where people usually gather, average people who found nothing but an average love or who want to find one.<\/p>\n
You have to get away from that love that everyone talks about, the one they say makes you feel things in your chest, in your stomach, between your legs, under your clothes, in front of an altar. That love that makes you do things you don't want to do for someone else and that tells you that everything is fine, even if everything is going to hell, that love that makes you stay.<\/p>\n
We must leave that, do not look for it, do not try to find it, finding it is very easy, we have all done it in some way and we say that we finally have something divine and special, that is just an average love that will give an average life, an average death on a July day.<\/p>\n
We have to move away from the violence of the average love, we have to look for something else, something that maybe you cannot call love and when you have it, you cannot call it that. You have to look for something that makes us stay awake even when we are fast asleep, something that makes us want to kill the air because it only gets in the way. A love that is like that art that only you can understand, you and one other person, no more than that is needed. That love that's not called love, it's going to be like a little spiral that grows and grows. Just words for a multitude of two, where there is no need for a stock of lies, no need for excuses, no need for so many words or adjectives.<\/p>\n
There will be no need for reconciliation, there will be no wounds, although like any other, it can kill you, but it will not. It will not destroy you and if it does it will be in a different way, at last beautiful. In the end we will all die of something, we are always exposed, we are so vulnerable. But let us take comfort in the fact that it will not be death by an average love.<\/p>\n
Let's leave that, find something that no one else can find, something that you can sleep with the peace of mind that it won't get away from you. That it will stay on your back, on your hips, that it will hit your heart hard and then you will realize that you haven't felt that before and, beyond that, that you don't want to feel it with anyone else.<\/p>\n
Don't try to feel that with someone average, find someone who ignores you and with that person search, search until you find or until you die searching....<\/p>\n