A dilemma I present...love and age...In my old mind I have

A dilemma I present...love and age... In my old mind I have many memories of when I met her. From when I saw her for the first time. I was a girl and I had already walked a good stretch of the road. It didn't matter, at that moment it didn't matter. But now I see myself here, breathing in the last moments of my life, and I understand that maybe yes...maybe if it mattered. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Love has no age, at least that's what I told myself mind over and over again. When we smiled when we saw each other, without imagining all the pain what we would feel now. We were in the dark, hidden from eyes that did not they do more than punish and judge what they do not even understandnor will they come to ever understand. When I felt his body for the first time, my heart stopped, The world stopped to observe her. Admire her tender nakedness, her pale skin and her golden hair, falling on the sheets on either side of her rosy cheeks for now. That moment when I would stop being a girlthat I would start being woman, and it was in my arms. He gave me everything he had, and I gave him everything the love he deserved. And I would continue to give it to him, if my old years would let me do it… I looked at myself next to him and thought how lucky I was. It was me, a man with gray hair, hard skin, experiences lived how many women loved me and how many I thought I loved she, just a girl that has not yet come of age, full of warmth and softness, of dreams and beauty, ignorant of the life that awaits turned into a woman among my handsI deflowered her innocence and sheentered my heart to stay… -------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was hell explaining to the world that the only thing It was important to be together, no matter what happened, he would love her to the hilt. deathor perhapseven after being dead. How to explain that despite that difference in years that separates us I love her. And she loves me... it should matter Anything else? -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I have spent the best years of my life at his side. It's been more than thirty years and I leave with the certainty that we did it right. We fought for ourselves, for what we believed in, for our love. But today, both We pay a very high price. Time is shortening, the hourglass is ending. His life goes on, mine doesn't. I don't change anything I've done, I don't change the decisions made, but God knows how much I would give to see her grow old by my side! How much I would give to accompany her in the moments she feels alone… -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Today, I understand that yes, perhaps something else mattered.