Even the idea of \u200b\u200bcoming happened to you over the head when I already feel your closeness. Find me engrossed in the lyrics and not looking up, I ask that you sit in front of me, at the same table. You brought a coffee. I need to know how long this afternoon. I'm smiling in my reverie, under some glasses and go up to see you look closely, you wonder:
- What now?
I do not know, you tell me, "manages to respond.
suddenly everything is clear. There are no secrets or formulas. I think the speed of light so much that you'd be surprised. I stand silently watching your front.
With very strong facts explained to me who you were at the beginning of time. Something I was very engraving was to never speak ill of any woman in my presence. Took me to see your old girlfriend and I even managed to share a few laughs with her. That's how fair you are. That always helped me to understand how your treatment was generally toward the opposite gender. Always a gentleman.
"I need a topping," said.
"I hate when you're right before the events falling under its own weight. I need that tipping up within three days and you already predicted.
"I know, and smiled again.
never told you how much that meant so much detail in my life. This time I answered the phone wrapped in an uncontrollable crying because of our fight before and three hours after the stroke of 2 am I found my doorstep, ready to quell any reason for my dissatisfaction to you.
taught me to use those little things against any hint of separation. Loaded with honeyed notes of "forever" s on napkins sandwich I prepared when entering early working, motivated me to get me by surprise that important presentation you had, canceling tests and tragedies of the same nature: urgent. Never passed over any opportunity to demonstrate through words and actions especially the importance of mutual discovery: us. Take care of my fever, my pain, my tears, my dreams.
See you at length with a smile full of calm. You look at me in complicity and not utter a word.
- Is there a time that you run out of arguments? No, wait, I remembered one occasion. That day at school where ....
-yaaaa, para. I ran out of arguments. I bet your great ability to remedy situations, "I replied.
burst out laughing. Everything was bursting out laughing with me, you once said. True, my defense mechanism indicates to me that making a joke without a catalog prior to the manual of good taste is the most prudent way to break the ice.
I saw many times angry. You always knew how to turn it around and solve it without losing temper. I saw you angry just a couple of times in years. You had terrible day at work and never give out on me. Even when coming home to prepare the coffee for me and giving it to a smile on the worst days. How much I admired him for it.
know I would never accept help in anything and you stopped to ask if I needed. Just did without hesitation. I noticed when I stopped to answer "No, I can alone." Saw me in action and you just built the company. "I've
months with a" Wise Man "stuck in my head. You, I suppose, I look back to the book white pages.
- Why do you suppose? - And put a hand on the book unmovable desktop.
I put my hand over yours, interlacing our fingers and it helped me to leave your hand out white letters that kept reading. I left it aside and clung to the book.
"Easy. I'm dreaming, right? And even then I can tell you everything I think, right? Then you'll wake and find out. Although not dream told you so. Even though my consciousness not remember all this I must tell you some day.
"I never stopped doing," said proud.
"I hope not .-
remembered with a special evening of film appreciation. Even if we brought 100 pesos in capital as a student, had always wanted to go in the cinema at the slightest provocation. We spent hours talking about semiotic structures and character development. Not always agree, but remember you listen attentively and defend your views to the hilt when it was your turn.
I also sometimes absent-minded return to those times when I saw you talking to me with someone else. I was so inflamed gland tenderness invisible see proud. Almost as much as when you made any kind of compliment to my ideas in my tragic desperate moments of boredom. An "I built a lamp!" deserved a "You're a great designer" to me. It made me a better person in every aspect.
"I just came to see how you were. I'm leaving, you said.
"You have not asked.
"No need, I know.
"I have not said anything yet, but I think I hear everything, right? Sometimes I am haunted by the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing in eternal redemption. It is necessary to end the agony of our ghosts in the closet. I need to finish to tell you all to be peaceful, "said pleading in any way.
"I agree. I think the missing bit, have patience.
-Don 't you know me at all? I want it all long for yesterday .- and smiled. Volume
pen to write something out of ink. I do not mean anything now. My eyes traveled from dead letters, words in a coma waiting for a break and resolution. Find it increasingly difficult to travel at this juncture. I leave my ephemeral
concentration for realizing that you're gone. You're gone again.
hate the "vanishing routine" and I'm still here.
MATH.
- What now?
I do not know, you tell me, "manages to respond.
suddenly everything is clear. There are no secrets or formulas. I think the speed of light so much that you'd be surprised. I stand silently watching your front.
With very strong facts explained to me who you were at the beginning of time. Something I was very engraving was to never speak ill of any woman in my presence. Took me to see your old girlfriend and I even managed to share a few laughs with her. That's how fair you are. That always helped me to understand how your treatment was generally toward the opposite gender. Always a gentleman.
"I need a topping," said.
"I hate when you're right before the events falling under its own weight. I need that tipping up within three days and you already predicted.
"I know, and smiled again.
never told you how much that meant so much detail in my life. This time I answered the phone wrapped in an uncontrollable crying because of our fight before and three hours after the stroke of 2 am I found my doorstep, ready to quell any reason for my dissatisfaction to you.
taught me to use those little things against any hint of separation. Loaded with honeyed notes of "forever" s on napkins sandwich I prepared when entering early working, motivated me to get me by surprise that important presentation you had, canceling tests and tragedies of the same nature: urgent. Never passed over any opportunity to demonstrate through words and actions especially the importance of mutual discovery: us. Take care of my fever, my pain, my tears, my dreams.
See you at length with a smile full of calm. You look at me in complicity and not utter a word.
- Is there a time that you run out of arguments? No, wait, I remembered one occasion. That day at school where ....
-yaaaa, para. I ran out of arguments. I bet your great ability to remedy situations, "I replied.
burst out laughing. Everything was bursting out laughing with me, you once said. True, my defense mechanism indicates to me that making a joke without a catalog prior to the manual of good taste is the most prudent way to break the ice.
I saw many times angry. You always knew how to turn it around and solve it without losing temper. I saw you angry just a couple of times in years. You had terrible day at work and never give out on me. Even when coming home to prepare the coffee for me and giving it to a smile on the worst days. How much I admired him for it.
know I would never accept help in anything and you stopped to ask if I needed. Just did without hesitation. I noticed when I stopped to answer "No, I can alone." Saw me in action and you just built the company. "I've
months with a" Wise Man "stuck in my head. You, I suppose, I look back to the book white pages.
- Why do you suppose? - And put a hand on the book unmovable desktop.
I put my hand over yours, interlacing our fingers and it helped me to leave your hand out white letters that kept reading. I left it aside and clung to the book.
"Easy. I'm dreaming, right? And even then I can tell you everything I think, right? Then you'll wake and find out. Although not dream told you so. Even though my consciousness not remember all this I must tell you some day.
"I never stopped doing," said proud.
"I hope not .-
remembered with a special evening of film appreciation. Even if we brought 100 pesos in capital as a student, had always wanted to go in the cinema at the slightest provocation. We spent hours talking about semiotic structures and character development. Not always agree, but remember you listen attentively and defend your views to the hilt when it was your turn.
I also sometimes absent-minded return to those times when I saw you talking to me with someone else. I was so inflamed gland tenderness invisible see proud. Almost as much as when you made any kind of compliment to my ideas in my tragic desperate moments of boredom. An "I built a lamp!" deserved a "You're a great designer" to me. It made me a better person in every aspect.
"I just came to see how you were. I'm leaving, you said.
"You have not asked.
"No need, I know.
"I have not said anything yet, but I think I hear everything, right? Sometimes I am haunted by the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing in eternal redemption. It is necessary to end the agony of our ghosts in the closet. I need to finish to tell you all to be peaceful, "said pleading in any way.
"I agree. I think the missing bit, have patience.
-Don 't you know me at all? I want it all long for yesterday .- and smiled. Volume
pen to write something out of ink. I do not mean anything now. My eyes traveled from dead letters, words in a coma waiting for a break and resolution. Find it increasingly difficult to travel at this juncture. I leave my ephemeral
concentration for realizing that you're gone. You're gone again.
hate the "vanishing routine" and I'm still here.
MATH.
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