(Eng-Esp) Path through the rubble - Camino entre los escombros

in Dream Steem20 hours ago

I went for a walk to forget a little of this pain in my heart. He was gone before he broke my heart after saying so many beautiful things to me, after showing me that we would be one for a lifetime together.

One afternoon he came to me, while I was watching the rain fall through the window. I was having a cup of coffee in my favorite place. I was waiting for the water in the sky to stop falling so I could go home, but he arrived and took the opportunity to tell me his most important thing...

"I love you but I can't do it anymore. I want to find another reason to live. I feel like a prisoner and I want to get out and fly. That's why I've decided to set you free. Go on your way without me."
He left, I couldn't even understand what was going on. I was like hypnotized looking at the door where he walked through and left. I couldn't say anything to him.

When I reacted, I was sitting there, with a cup of cold coffee in my hands and the rain through the window, it had already stopped. It didn't need to, because I had my own rain. Tears were pouring from my eyes, they could not be stopped. The more I thought about it, the less I understood.


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What did I do wrong that he never told me what was deep inside him? In my mind, there were thousands of questions that crossed my mind. My brain was firing bursts of questions of how, why?

Without knowing, I walked without meaning. I was lost, my wonderful world next to the only man I have ever loved, had just gone into the abyss.

-I can't understand it. He told me so many times...

“You are my complement, my light on the way, the water in my desert”.

-Why did he fill my life with fullness if he had such an empty heart?

-How could he get such sweet words out of such a soulless heart?

-How could he make me believe that he really needed me as much as I needed him?

My God, my tears keep falling. Now I walk and I don't care where I go because, at the end of it all, he has cut me off. He has left me empty-handed. I'm so lost I don't know what I feel. Until a few hours ago I had everything. I look around me and there is nothing left, everything is destroyed.

My hands were full, filled with so many dreams forged, with the hope of life between the two of us. Now it has been left in total darkness, the dreams are gone, and the idyll is over. He has betrayed me, he has hit me in the center of my opulence and the abyss where all my yearnings have dwindled has remained.

-Why did it have to be like this?

-Because from the beginning he did not behave like an unarmed being, so his betrayal would hurt me less.?

Because he made me feel that I always came first, that I would always be his blue sky and his starry night.?

Because he made me feel as if I was his breath, his bed in his tiredness, his sanity in his madness.?

Now it has left me with a sour taste in these tears I taste, no longer salty but sour like lemon nectar. Now I don't feel my feet flying through the air but have lead-covered blocks.

Today, I look around me, there is no one, there is not even a street, and there are no more spaces to walk, I have reached the end of the road.

-There is only one thing left for me to do and I have to make my decision.

I either stop and run away from life or I wipe away my tears and walk back in my own footsteps.

I stand there, looking at the starry sky. I think... I was there. I let someone reach the sky for me, I let them.

I must make the decision to put my feet back on the ground. Just as that Star that I see is no longer in the sky, so this woman that I am today must come back to life. Because my shine is still there, it is not lost, it is only hidden. I will find it again. I will shine again with love and truth. I will find myself.

I will leave my eyes wide open so I won't be fooled again. No one owns my life and my dreams are here, I still have them with me. I must return on another path that will take me back to shine. I'm not finished yet, I just let myself go.

No more destroyed dreams, no more sadness, no more tears shed in this harsh reality.

I have a life, I have dreams, and many roads to walk.!

I do not allow anyone to take them away from me. I was lost, but my strength is greater and now I am ready to find what he wanted to take away from me.


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Salí de paseo para olvidar un poco este dolor en mi corazón. Él se había ido, antes me partió el corazón. Después de decirme tantas cosas hermosas, de mostrarme que seríamos uno solo durante toda la vida juntos.

Una tarde se acercó a mi, mientras yo miraba la lluvia caer a través de la ventana. Yo me tomaba una taza de café en mi lugar favorito. Esperaba que el agua del cielo dejara de caer para irme a casa, pero él llegó y aprovecho para decirme su cosa más importante…

“Te quiero pero ya no puedo más. Quiero encontrar otro motivo de vida. Me siento cómo preso y deseo salir y volar. Por eso he decidido que te dejo libre. Sigue tu camino sin mi.”

Se fue, ni siquiera pude entender qué pasaba. Me quede cómo hipnotizada mirando la puerta por donde cruzó y se fue. No pude decirle nada.

Cuando reaccioné, Estaba allí sentada, con una taza de café frío en mis manos y la lluvia por la ventana, ya se había detenido. Ya no hacía falta, porque yo tenia mi propia lluvia. De mis ojos brotaban lágrimas a caudales, no se podían detener. Mientras más lo pensaba, menos lo entendía.

Que fue lo que hice mal para que él nunca me dijera qué tenia en lo profundo de su ser. En mi mente habían miles de preguntas que se cruzaban. Mi cerebro disparaba ráfagas de preguntas de... ¿cómo, porqué?

Sin saber, caminé sin sentido. Estaba perdida, mi mundo maravilloso al lado del único hombre que he amado, se acababa de ir al abismo.

-No puedo entenderlo. Me lo dijo muchísimas veces…

“Tu eres mi complemento, mi luz en el camino, el agua en mi desierto.”

-¿Porqué llenó mi vida de plenitud si él tenia un corazón tan vacío.?

-¿Como pudo sacar palabras tan dulces de un corazón sin alma?

-¿Cómo pudo lograr hacerme creer que en realidad él me necesitaba tanto a mi como yo a él?

Dios mío, mis lágrimas no cesan de caer. Ahora camino y no me importa por donde voy porque al final de todo, él me ha cortado los caminos. Me ha dejado con las manos vacías. Estoy tan perdida que no sé qué siento. Hasta hace unas horas yo lo tenia todo. Miro a mi alrededor y no ha quedado nada, todo está destruido.

Mis manos que estaban repletas, colmadas de tantos sueños forjados, con la esperanza de vida entre los dos. Ahora ha quedado en oscuridad total, los sueños se han ido, el idilio ha terminado. Él me ha traicionado, me ha dado en el centro de mi opulencia y ha quedado el abismo por donde se han mermado todos mis anhelos.

-¿Porqué ha tenido que ser así.?

-¿Porqué desde un principio no se comporto cómo un ser desarmado y así su traición me dolería menos.?

¿Porqué me hizo sentir que siempre era yo primero, que siempre sería yo su cielo azul y su noche estrellada.?

¿Porqué me hizo sentir cómo si yo era su respiración, su lecho en el cansancio, su cordura en la locura.?

Ahora me ha dejado un sabor ácido en estas lágrimas que saboreo, ya no son saladas sino ácidas como el néctar del limón. Ahora no siento mis pies que vuelan por los aires sino que tienen bloques cubiertos de plomo.

Hoy, miro a mi alrededor, no hay nadie, ni siquiera hay calle, ya no hay espacios por donde caminar, he llegado al final del camino.

-Solo me queda algo por hacer y tengo que tomar mi decisión-

-O me detengo y escapo de la vida o me enjuago mis lágrimas y me devuelvo en mis propios pasos.-

Quedo allí, mirando el cielo estrellado. Pienso… yo estaba allí. Dejé que alguien me alcanzara el cielo, se lo permití. Debo tomar la decisión de volver a poner pies en tierra. Así, cómo esa Estrella que veo y ya no está en el cielo, así mismo esta mujer que soy hoy debe volver a la vida. Porque mi brillo aún está, no se ha perdido, solo está Escondido. Yo lo volveré a encontrar. Volveré a brillar con amor y con verdad. Me encontraré a mi misma.

Dejaré mis ojos bien abiertos para que no me vuelvan a engañar. Nadie es dueño de mi vida y, mis sueños aquí están, aún los tengo conmigo. Debo regresar por otro camino que me lleve de Nuevo a brillar. Aún no estoy acabada, solo me deje llevar.

No más sueños destruidos, ni tristezas, ni lágrimas derramadas en esta cruda realidad.

¡Tengo vida, tengo sueños, muchos caminos que andar.!

No permito que nadie me los quiera arrebatar. Estaba perdida, pero mi fuerza es mayor y, ahora me dispongo a encontrar lo que él me quiso arrebatar.


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Perhaps every loss is also a gain?

That's how it is, you said it very well. With losses we learn to become stronger, to value what we have and not to cry for what we lost. We learn that by losing in this passing life, we can also win. Thanks.

My heart felt heavy after reading this article. Words cannot express such deep feelings and pain. We often love someone who fills us with light, and then suddenly leaves us in darkness. The way you wrote about rising from pain is proof of the greatest strength. Truly I believe, there are many paths in life, and it is only through those paths that one can find oneself again. May the light within you shine again, this is my wish. 🌸

I'm sorry you felt sad, but it's a story I've heard about many times. At some point in our lives we have all felt lost with dead hopes. Just as we can love with intensity, so can we endure and grow stronger from our tribulations, moving forward with optimism.
If I have learned anything in this life, it is that everything passes, nothing stops and everything transforms.

"I don't know why... but it seems as if someone's separation becomes the path that brings us closer to ourselves.
This story... breaks us, but then it slowly joins us together.
To be honest, it is very special."

I think that more than the pain involved in a separation, it is more the pain itself that makes us look at ourselves and give us more strength. Our own body demands that we overcome it in order to regain our physical, mental and spiritual balance.


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