lunes, 16 de noviembre de 2009

Someone told me once: Final chapter

-Please don’t leave me.-
Certain girl told me once whit this look, there was kind of feeling of regret in her eyes; it couldn’t be possible; there’s no a regret chance after you know you’re making a mistake. There’s no chance for anything else anything but…

-I love you. Please don’t leave, I don’t want to lose you I don’t want to lose you.-

I put my head down & said:

-I don’t love you anymore-
-Since when?-
-Now, I don’t want to lie to you its over-
-It doesn’t matter I love you-
-It’s not enough I don’t love you anymore, I would love you forever-
-I love you -
-Where? Show me! Where is this love? I can’t see it, I can’t touch it, can’t feel it, I can see it, I can hear it but those are words. Now go away with your easy words
-Please I love you-
-Now is too late-

I looked at those eyes; two immobile eyes were taken my life, the same eyes that for years gave me that magic, took me to travel in the clouds, and those eyes that now are lying. I lied down gave her a kiss in her front head looked at her face realizing this was going to be the last time I saw her then I just turn around left my heart there and shouted the door. I walked away leaving a dream behind. How could I’ve imagined this was going to end like this? This wasn’t supposed to happen; it was raining maybe the rain wasn’t enough for me to run back and try to fix everything. But no the rain wasn’t enough. So I walked and walked ignoring the people the familiar faces the children playing with their mates people were staring at this girl walking by with no umbrella just getting wet and she didn’t seem to be upset, what was wrong with her? I can tell you, she was enjoying the rain; she was amused, now she was different. No like everyone covering themselves from the storm of their lives.

It was dark it was time to go home, wait why home? It wasn’t really a charming place to call it home, she took a cab the driver seemed worried. He looked at me and just told me:

-You know, my wife is dying right now.-
-Oh, I’m sorry-
-Don’t be sorry, she was happy you know, she was a really happy woman. I tried really hard to gave her everything she wanted, I know I think I have lived with her many years that god wants her angel back.-
-Do you love her, sir?
Suddenly he looked away and stayed quiet. And then he said:
-What is love young lady?-
-I’m sorry; I can’t answer your question-
-I’m young, so I don’t think so I knew love in my life, but if you want to know she complemented me in every way, she made me happy, she filled my heart & soul, she was better than me in everything so she made my better person…she, she..She was everything.
And tears came from his eyes.
-This is where…
-Oh! Young lady...do not worry about love, nobody knows what it is.
-Well, yes. Thank you.

I entered “home” it must pretty late even the dog was sleeping. I open my bedroom, everything was the same, and every object was in the place where it belonged. For a strange reason something felt different there. It was me, I wasn’t there anymore.

I sit down next to window it was a clear night, I started to count stars. So I thought
- It’s stupid. You can’t count all the stars. Then I remembered that certain girl told me once upon a time:
-I want to fill your pockets with stars. –

Now I know it’s Impossible, I took a peace of paper and started to write a letter:

In a 10thday of an ordinary month, in a common year.
To: No one
From: Anyone
If one day maybe ever you stop and stare at the past and think about me remind me as …


At that moment I realize I didn’t even remembered me or maybe it was that I didn’t want to be forgotten. I didn’t know it, I was just a girl in front in a paper trying to explain to no one what my love was about, I don’t what is love, love, love, love everyone thinks that love will save us or move us or they don’t even know what to expect . It is because they don’t know what love is about. I turned a candle I burned that paper the fire consumed my love, fire was quite similar to love, gave us a warm feeling, help us to fight but at the end it ended burning us when it goes out of control. Then I thought love is like ice it freezes time when it melts it is water calming any thirsty man. No. And if love doesn’t exists? It was once upon a time the love but I killed. Who killed? Me? I was empty someone had stole my soul and made me of rock. If you pretend to be hard you have to keep pretending you are the rude one and when you don’t notice you are really made of rock you were just trying not to be the victim but you ended as the puppet of the play. No one likes dreams when you wake up and they have come true and they are no dreams anymore. I hate past I hate future. What do I have? What have I become. I am like… I don’t know what I am.

-Wake up-
-Hm?-
-Wake up! We have to leave now.-
-Where are we going?-
-Don’t you remember?-
-What?-
-Oh lord, just wake up me will explain to you going there-
-What is going on?-
-She died how is possible you forget about it?-
-Sure?-
-love isn’t a lie. Love is a limit and it proves us, you proved your limits. You killed your old you, now stop complaining we are late.-

Everyone was there. What can I say about everyone? Nobody was there .Not even certain girl's body was there. I looked around I only saw shadows.

-What is this?-
-Shadows are security, now go back I find yourself you don’t have to let yourself go cause of this or do you?-
-The thing is I don’t know that answer-
-Look, she is not here-
-Where is she?-
-You killed her-
-WHAT?-
-She doesn’t exist. You created a version of her for your view and pleasure it just it, the one who you loved died the straight moment you left that place. Now she is lost in a crew and you can’t rescue her.
-Oh-
-Don’t be sad.-
-I’m not-
-You didn't lose anything-
-I never had anything-
-You had her-
-It wasn't real. she never had me & never had, we are not objects we can't posses people.-
-It was too perfect too magic too unreal that it was a lie, it just evanished-
-what are you going to do?-
-Nothing, i was everything but i WAS-
-It is not a storm-
-It is, it just, it’s raining over wet.-

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