The two me

If your heart begins to palpitate you will accept its own rules. Maybe it turns us into more emotional figures, certainly more altruistic and inclined to give all of yourself to others outlines. Every little thing will have a priceless value in our eyes, we will be shrouded by a sort of euphoria that will make us incapable of having an objective view. Love is this, an enhanced, inordinate and sublime real world able to transport you to a fairy world that does not offer the perspective between reality and fantasy. It takes a minuscule juncture to fall in love, but an indefinite time for overcome a disillusion that inevitably causes an internal hole in us which will accompany us in every moment of our life.