{"id":15195,"date":"2025-08-08T07:14:08","date_gmt":"2025-08-08T05:14:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=15195"},"modified":"2025-08-08T07:14:08","modified_gmt":"2025-08-08T05:14:08","slug":"el-amor-se-muere-rima","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=15195","title":{"rendered":"El Amor se Muere (Rima)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text is-stacked-on-mobile is-vertically-aligned-top\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" data-src=\"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/ai-generated-8658433peque.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-15194 size-full lazyload\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 640px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 640\/480;\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<p>El amor se muere,<br>no por usarlo, ni por romperlo o profanarlo.<br>Lo mata el silencio en la madrugada,<br>la mirada dura, la voz apagada.<br>Las noches en que no se dice nada,<br>donde el alma duerme, desconectada.<br>Se pierde el contacto deseado,<br>la palabra, el gesto esperado.<br>Ya no hay caricia, ni emoci\u00f3n,<br>s\u00f3lo queda una d\u00e9bil conexi\u00f3n.<br>La relaci\u00f3n, ya casi enterrada,<br>no tiene fuerza ni est\u00e1 deseada.<br>Nadie intenta ya rescatar,<br>porque nadie quiere luchar.<br>Reconciliarse es como un pecado,<br>volver es un paso rechazado.<br>S\u00f3lo queda la camada,<br>que pronto ser\u00e1 expatriada.<br>Una historia rota,<br>no por el uso que agota,<br>sino por la helada frialdad<br>de no compartir la verdad.<br>Nada que hablar, nada que o\u00edr,<br>tan solo dejarla morir.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>El amor se muere,no por usarlo, ni por romperlo o profanarlo.Lo mata el silencio en la madrugada,la mirada dura, la voz apagada.Las noches en que no se dice nada,donde el alma duerme, desconectada.Se pierde el contacto deseado,la palabra, el gesto esperado.Ya no hay caricia, ni emoci\u00f3n,s\u00f3lo queda una d\u00e9bil conexi\u00f3n.La relaci\u00f3n, ya casi enterrada,no tiene &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=15195\" class=\"more-link\">Leer m\u00e1s<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> \u00abEl Amor se Muere (Rima)\u00bb<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15195","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-libros"],"featured_media_urls":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15195","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=15195"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15195\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15196,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15195\/revisions\/15196"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=15195"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=15195"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=15195"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}