Young and Free

If you want to be young and free
You have to be brave
You have to set out from the cave
You have to pave
Your way

You have to realize that the scratches 
and scars and sadness you have
if not an identity
It is a proof of your strength

If you want to be loved
And experience the feeling of drowning in it
Love filling all your senses
You become breathless and blind
You feel like you are falling ….. in love

Yes, it is beautiful
But you have to be brave
Because you see
Love lasts for a really short time
A nanosecond, a millisecond
sometimes a minute
And hour at the most

You must bear the pain that comes later
The pain of separation
pain of its becoming a memory

From reality to the cerebral cortex
From oil paints to water colors
You must realize it fades
it rusts, it tarnishes, it melts
Like old folktales.