Cuando El Agua Hirviendo

There are moments when life doesn't knock on your door - it knocks right on your chest. Three times, briefly and clearly. As if checking if there's a drop of warmth left inside. Everything that was hot has cooled down; the water no longer burns, it just reminds you that it once could. Love, fear, regret - it's all simmering in the same pot of memories, where the main thing is not to overheat.

While some are searching for meaning in new faces, others are learning to simply be. No promises, no "forever," with a slight hint of weariness and honesty. Because in the end, only one thing remains - the hope that someone will want it just as much someday as you wanted it then.