Life its just a game of love.
Living is loving.
What if we stop loving. What if our future seems to be over, just because love is all gone and out of the picture. The main character feels that way. He jumps into the river, with the only purpose of escaping from the pain that love left.
He fails. Though he´s strong enough to take the impulse to jump, he´s not ready to drawn. He wants to keep on living. So he came out of the water, swimming all the way up to the surface, where two women appear. One of them loves him, the other one doesn't.
Love is a tricky thing. Like the puppeteer pulling the strings, love decided, that Leonard was going to fall for the one who loves another man. Once again, the wound is bleeding hard.
No sense to struggle. A kiss in the terrace roof it´s all he has, and would ever have. The illusion vanishes. Everything that´s left, is the woman willing to love for both of them.
Conclusion: The perfect portrait, of how love can change someones life.
Living is loving.
What if we stop loving. What if our future seems to be over, just because love is all gone and out of the picture. The main character feels that way. He jumps into the river, with the only purpose of escaping from the pain that love left.
He fails. Though he´s strong enough to take the impulse to jump, he´s not ready to drawn. He wants to keep on living. So he came out of the water, swimming all the way up to the surface, where two women appear. One of them loves him, the other one doesn't.
Love is a tricky thing. Like the puppeteer pulling the strings, love decided, that Leonard was going to fall for the one who loves another man. Once again, the wound is bleeding hard.
No sense to struggle. A kiss in the terrace roof it´s all he has, and would ever have. The illusion vanishes. Everything that´s left, is the woman willing to love for both of them.
Conclusion: The perfect portrait, of how love can change someones life.
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