Friday, March 25, 2011

How Did My Sucker Fish Died

The beauty of a love ... "Unemployed?...

The other night I fell in love and out of love at the same time. Who could say. Feeling the urge to merge two completely different lives to merge into one and after that, feel the contradictory desire to spread quickly.

While traveling in the caboose, the last train even traveling on the subway, I thought that I might bring that night. I thought it would be like any night, those salts in which you gather with friends, drink, smoke, and after a while you come home with no company, which will accompany a hangover the next morning. Instead, that night, everything was different.

Arriving at the house where the party was held, the air they breathed was comfortable and human. Talks with alcohol and smoke flooded the minds of every one of us. The night began with the strange looks from some unknown, the inevitable game that we would share. "Who am I, what do I have?, What happens to me?". That

I ask me. Who are you, what you have to get it do not stop looking at you?, And most importantly, what is wrong with me?.

The night seemed to be like everyone else, but as always, the most beautiful hidden beauty ever seen.

dark eyes showed that after one look promising, I trembled at times. A smile that every second evoked joy and happiness. Lips that swayed with every word, every laugh, with every mouthful of glass containing his enthusiasm. Soft and delicate hands that touched all those around him.

a person. A person is what turned me away, which woke me from my slumber sleep, reminding the desire to live and see the beauty in life, the beauty of love. Beauty that night, I had this before my eyes.

- Who are you?.
"What we both desire.

Those were the words I expected to hear that night.

What are you doing here?, What are your dreams?, Is love, what I breathe?. So many questions and barely time to utter them.

"Do not go, stay, still too early ... No, wait, better go ... because I know that the beauty of love that today I discovered, is just the beauty of unrequited love.


Indiyon

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