For years, I captivated senses and emotions, which I left confined in their fortress, isolated. It was enough for your eyes to simply meet mine for the walls of anguish to crumble.

Involuntarily, my pessimistic illusions towards love evaporated. Our bodies together formed perfection. A detail from an artist with impeccable finishing.

Your steps, in unison with my heart, dictate my sighs. Where are you, my love? I surrender to your arms, sweet solitude that abandons me.

I sink into your laughing silence. My tears have absorbed all my sadness. Now finally, my lips are silent.

In you.

Reasons to grow old together Reasons to grow old together
Laura Esteves

Laura Esteves

Laura Esteves builds worlds with words, and dismantles the ones that already exist. She writes about what hurts, what transforms and what refuses to be forgotten. She writes about love, identity and the systems that insist on defining us.

She believes literature is the only place where truth doesn't need permission. Her texts are born from the certainty that every story told with courage is an act of freedom; for whoever writes and whoever reads.