How to write a love story, of a lasting love in time, filling a life till its twilight, and never ending for whom who still beholds the past?
The writing of this love story does not begin upon the heroic deaths of Romeo and Juliet, it flows out of an old couple’s entire life, for whom love is that very whole fully accomplished life.
One’s DEATH haunts with solitude the life of the other. A solitude which the strength of the remembrances turns phantoms alive, not giving up on loving the remaining one, zealous guardian angels, invisible lovers whose kisses are made of wind.
The one who left is now invisible, though his soul blesses the one who stayed, inhabiting the breath of the one who loved him, waiting for the reencounter, knowing that life still goes on for the remaining one.