Two great loves' theory

They say that throughout our lives we have two great loves: one with whom you marry or live forever, maybe the father or mother of your children... That person you reach the maximum understanding to spend the rest of your life with.

And they say that there is a second great love, a person you will always lose. Someone with whom you were born connected, so connected that the chemical forces elude reason and will prevent you, always, from reaching a happy ending. Until one day you will forsake trying... You will give up and seek that other person to finally find her or him.

But I assure you that you will not spend a single night without the need of another kiss from him or her, or even arguing one more time...

You all know what I'm talking about because while you were reading this, his or her name has come to your mind.

You will get rid of him or her, you will stop suffering, you will succeed in finding peace (by replacing him or her for calm), but I assure you there will not be a day without you looking forward for him or her to be here disturbing you.

Because sometimes, you radiate more energy arguing with someone you love, than making love with someone you appreciate.

Translated fragment from Paulo Coelho

Daddy's embrace

I often think of you and I’m sure that so you do,but we don't make a move, don't let the other know. It’s a difficult relationship ours: you have been the only man I’ve ever felt a father and you have the need of helping me on whatever I’m in ‘cause parents do that: you worry about me. Actually, we don't belong to each other, you owe nothing to me.

You met me when I still was a seed in my mother’s belly. My parents and you were not only colleagues but also friends so you got to know them well: their virtues and faults. Once you started to know me, it was first maybe as a sort of experiment but then you fell in love with the mix.

It’s like a ball for lovers except for we are no lovers; though we love each other. You are the greatest man I’ve ever met: you let me in your heart and revealed me some of your faults when I was still an immature apple, but inevitably the apple of your eye. No other person (a grown one, I mean) in the world trusted me their fears as you did: not only you saw my potential, but made me work on it when no one cared and taught me more about myself than anybody could ever have done.

That’s why I want to see you now: when I get a little lost you remind me the person I want to be, the path I am to follow. It usually comes with the pressure of examinations, with my self-imposed duty of trying my best though I don't succeed even on attempting... but it’s not only about that: sometimes a girl needs her daddy’s embrace and it’s been a long time since my back remains uncovered.