Detachment

“Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger like when you let down a friend. Some of us escape the pain of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because we're looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past, and sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change your own ways.
But, our biggest regrets are not for the things we did -- but, for the things we didn't do. Things we didn't say that could've save someone that we care about. Especially when we can see the dark storm that's headed their way." One Tree Hill. Lucas Scott.


I believe life is the most precious gift ever... the greatest treasure we all were given once. We are just so lucky with the simple fact of being able to open our eyes every single morning... another day!, another chance! Life is like a wonderful journey in which all of us, play an unique role... a very genuine mission on this borrowed time...
   ... life like a journey, where things are not always easy... where there are difficulties... where nothing nor none should be taken for granted... where we struggle, strive for the things we consider to be worth it...  where nothing is trivial... where beneath the surface, lies the golden armour... where we are tested ceaselessly to be deserving of the last sunset... where we walk most of the time so blind and lost, holding on to certainties and things, just hollow cases and fake venoms that poison the breath of our utopias...
  Ordinary things don't last... it is said that nothing lasts forever, but I have to disagree with it. There are things that last forever... of course. For instance, true love, friendship... indeed, there are everlasting treasures...
  When these rare events happen in our lives, we just tend to want to possess them, to have them for us, taking them away from the world... as if they belonged to us...
  But the truth is that none belongs to us. On those special occasions, we just become obsessed with the word  "my".
  However, I think it should be precisely the other way around. The more we love someone, the more free we should let them be... the more we truly love, the more we don't expect nothing in exchange. Detachment is the way to free our hearts and to love others. Love has nothing to do with ownership... The same way we cannot expect to be loved the same way we love...
 Detachment... freedom... true love... luxuries...
  I think we attached ourselves to people or to things because our lives are incomplete... trying to hold on to something that is not the way it should...
  "Because I love you so much, I have let you go...", and if you are loved back, letting someone go, is the way to embrace them forever.
   Detachment, as the way to love without measure, the cover that keeps our hearts warm and tranquil, the horizon that keeps closer and closer...
   Chimeras are there for us to be chased, utopias are the real nourishment, the Paradise is already set... detachment the Glory Road towards it...