1. How much is a love Now, as I write, there are people in love. People are finding, is looking into the eyes and trying to see what the other does not in itself. Celebrities hopeful, full of will to start with a heart zero km ... No scratches, no scratches, with powerful motor and ready to run a thousand roads if necessary ... So much for the dream to live a love. As I write, there are people breaking up. people who have lived all there was to live with a person. People who saw a relationship go through phases of happiness and sorrows. People who fought, if worn, bowed, threw himself a thousand wells in an attempt not to lose what was already lost. People who are suffering the pain of separation, even a peaceful separation, correct and sensible. People with a broken heart, full of Caquinhos, afraid of the future, afraid of loneliness and homesickness. Celebrities sad because of love. As I write, there are people without sleep because of love. People talking, thinking, feeling, crying, screaming, arguing. People trying to reach an agreement, trying to hit the edges, trying to improve things, striving. People asking for another chance, asking that the other does not make the bags, people making promises, people making not change the effort that the other does not feel nice. People evaluating pros and cons, people giving up that value for yourself ... Just to keep a little more love. In minutes, as I write, there are lonely people suffering. People looking out the window, people rolling over in bed, people on the phone, people in chat rooms, chat, people expecting a call, a miracle, an event that comes to someone special. Someone who changes your life. Someone who is worth leaving the safety of solitude. People dreaming, people crying, people drinking in the bar tables ... People waiting to be snatched away, comforted and restored by love. Well now also has people very happy. People making love, embracing people sleeping, people exchanging sweet words on the phone, people making plans, people painting walls, new apartment, people experiencing wedding dress, people smiling at the moon. People that live in the cold belly is the delivery, the meeting. We are delighted with the happiness of having someone at his side -- if it is difficult. People who came across and met the challenge of love. Now, doing it right, must have many people thinking about love gone by. People looking at photos, old letters. People with whom dreaming is dead, people wondering why the remoteness, people thinking about how good it was when that person was there. People with nostalgia for a single way of looking, talking, touching, feeling. People who want to turn back time just to all be as good as it was when love was around. There are also people like me, thinking about love. Wondering how it is delightful and difficult. Wondering how to make it work. Thinking how much it is worth. I do not know how much is a smile, a phone call right at the end of the day, a neck, a massage, a smell, a covenant, a walk hand in hand, a desire for the future. I do not know how much it special attention, do not know how much it is loyalty, dedication, relationships. I do not know how far a hug, a card, a declaration of love ... Until this point anything goes. I do not know if all the delights suffered to live together are worth more than the safety and freedom from selfish solitude. I do not know. At that time, a lot of people, like me, trying to figure out how much is a love. I think love is worth much. In some cases worth almost everything. I just hope that my bets are not too high. Mafalda Grown