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Don't go far off, not even for a day, because I don't know how to say it - a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep. Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart. Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach, may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance. Don't LEAVE me for a second, my dearest, because in that moment you'll have gone so far I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking, will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying? ↗
Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero. Es tan corto el amor y es tan largo el olvido. Porque en noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos, mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido. Aunque éste sea el último dolor que ella me causa, y éstos sean los últimos versos que yo le escribo. ↗
Luego recordarás estos días como los mejores de tu vida, piensa Alejandra. Te conoces, sabes que querrás volver. Pero ya no podrás. Volver ya no será posible en cuanto compres el pasaje, en cuanto subas al avión. Sufrirás menos, es cierto. Pero nunca lograrás ser tan feliz. Tampoco lograrás amar a nadie tanto. El final de la violencia y el final del amor, piensa Alejandra, echada en su cama. La resignación, ser como las demás. Curarse, superar el primer amor, lamer las heridas hasta que cicatrizan. Huir ↗
Si se lo permitimos, los niños pueden enseñarnos la salida. Hay una historia muy conocida de una madre que entra en la habitación de su hijo recién nacido y se encuentra a su otro hijo, un niño de cuatro años, asomado a la cuna. -Tienes que contarme cómo es el cielo y cómo es Dios -le implora el niño a su hermanito-. ¡Estoy empezando a olvidarme! ↗
Hasta la vista, baby," he tells me, and I shake my head and smile at how adorably dorky he can be. His Spanish only comes from Arnold Schwarzenegger. ↗
I know you have not thought about it. Italians always act without thinking, it's the glory and the downfall of your civilisation. A German plans a month in advance what his bowel movements will be at Easter, and the British plan everything in retrospect, so it always looks as though everything occurred as they intended. The French plan everything whilst appearing to be having a party, and the Spanish...well, God knows. Anyway, Pelagia is Greek, that's my point. ↗
Sin looked over at Boyd through sleepy looking, heavy lidded eyes. "Callate la boca, blanquito." Hearing Sin speak Spanish didn't help any; he sounded especially sexy when he was drawling those words fluidly in his low, velvety voice. "What does that mean?" he asked, half with an edge and half just curious. Full lips turned up into a small smirk and Sin raised an eyebrow at him before turning back to the window. "It's a secret." "Putain de beau gosse," Boyd muttered under his breath in mild annoyance, flipping forward several pages. ↗