-
Where have you been, Victor?
Today is Wednesday, at 3:15 pm. I see that life is changeable. On this same day and time last week we were together. Now I’m in my room listening to Adele and watching the raindrops fall on my window. What have you been doing, Victor? How have you been? Are you taking care of yourself? You took that vitamin, you know you have to, it’s almost winter, and you always get a cold when you don’t take it. I can swear I smell you here now. Would it be possible? This morning when I got up I put the water to heat and drank that tea we always drink together.…
-
Goodbye Letter
I’m leaving, forgive me? I love you, and I will never apologize for that. As I write this text for you, many tears stream down my face. But in the middle of it, I start to smile and I swear to you that some laughs escape. I don’t know for sure the exact moment that got us here, maybe it was the countless fractions of details that went unnoticed. Life has these things. I’m grateful for memories that God knows I’ll never forget. I don’t forget the love of my life and I’ve already made sure of that. I don’t know if from the photos, the smell, or the permanent…
-
Nos conhecemos na chuva
Eu a conheci em uma quinta-feira chuvosa, não foi nada romântico. Literalmente nos conhecemos na chuva! Ventava bastante, ela mal conseguia segurar o guarda chuva. Seu cabelo estava todo bagunçado. Ela tinha acabado de sair de uma poça onde seu sapato havia ficado preso e consequentemente a ponta do seu salto quebrado. Dance na Chuva! Eu como sempre descuidado nem guarda-chuva tinha, parecia um pinto molhado. Meu cabelo parecia ter sido lambido por um camelo ou mais, e minhas roupas estavam tão encharcadas que nem sei se um dia já estive seco. Avistamo-nos de longe, foi cena de filme romântico… para mim, pois para ela, julgo que se tornou um…
