Somewhere in the world right now, according to some is our soul mate. Who has not dreamed of meeting her? An individual tailor-made for us to respond to our tastes and our needs, present when it comes to be, gentle when the situation requires it, daring when our body demands it. If this theory is true, and for me it is when one accepts the idea that there is only one soul mate, what makes us believe that when we fall in love we really found? This helps us the idea that we love. Sometimes I stopped to think about what it means to truly be in love, find happiness. Where is the boundary between loving someone and settle for the illusion of love, really? Around us we do not do happy couples promise eternal love, keep effusions exchange, share something special appearance. Who among us has not experienced this feeling, or fear of having lost or even never try, you may be terrified to the point of building one in his own image and likeness? Is it right to compromise in love? Settle for someone who perhaps is not quite the person we are waiting for? Personally, I think I love the idea of \u200b\u200bfalling in love many times, rather than a specific person. On the other hand, it is possible that the millions of people in love around us we just decided to settle for an illusion rather than live in the search and expectation of the moment right? No.
Underlying all of this I think there is a fundamental difference, a limit that should never be crossed. Is it right to compromise when it is not stepped on our person, our ego, our happiness. The dividing line between "letting go" of something really special, however imperfect, and the "letting go" something that probably never really existed. After all, the true maturity is to accept that perfection is not of this world, rather than the illusion of having really been found.
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