The final day
helped me get off the taxi on the corner of the terminal, he had only the clothes they had come and bought a sweater over here, I, dead of sleep, a skirt and a polo, very little I cherished, clear, and his coat. We had gone shopping a little the day before but today I became sleepy and eyelashes were stuck, we were hanging around the day before but I was not listening because my eyelashes and went to see if the buses and would leave.
- Wait a moment, please, "he said.
and my eyelashes were still closed, and my face muttering "yes ..." so slight that it might not heard it and thought for a second as I sat on the bench to nod again in the taxi that I had fallen asleep on his chest and perhaps a bit of sand was left there because the sand also wanted to sleep with me, my feet were just as naked as his chest and I was like sand, and everyone slept on top of another, each one was an imitation of the former, everyone was a reminder of the former and perhaps if the sand was sleeping in my fingers and my fingers into his chest, maybe his chest slept in another moon, another moon that filtered through my eyelashes so close that were directed to heaven, a little, just a bit ajar.
- We arrived an hour early, "he said, waking up with a kiss on the cheek - You fell asleep?
- I was dreaming of the moon.
- Oh, the moon is incomplete ... you notice? Sometimes in the day you see the sun and the moon at the same time, right?
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Yes - But at night sometimes you only see the moon and
--- - Not the sun.
- So, you know, the moon is often associated with the sacred feminine, almost all cultures. People believed that when the sun was in the evening, went to see another moon. Misogynistic things worthy of Schopenhauer.
- I dreamed you were the moon, and sand ... well, sort of.
- --- I orbito as
- No, better not say. Would ruin your style. You better stay quiet.
- Of course, women.
An hour earlier, had said so many beautiful things in the light of that moon, my sea front, and maybe it was something else, things are so cute but sometimes so corny that looks at and wonders " you see? "and then answered, no, no man realize at the time. Neither men nor women, they release what they have in mind and continue with it, letter by letter, maybe the secret is to pull the first and you see the second increase efforts to accompany the third is encouraged and the other not long in coming. So leave those things are cute or corny do not know, just know that made me feel so good, these days under the moon, the sea about him to my side of things.
suddenly interrupted my thoughts when she started singing, without looking, as he recalled something he had to do as he wants to do something and then remember, about him.
- I am the walrus. Coo-coo-ka-choo.
- ...
- The Beatles. There was one that had rabbit mask and guitar, imagine that cool.
- Moncho.
He laughed and then hit a little closer to me, protecting me from the cold with her thin arms. I do not remember what he said, and certainly was not anything important, probably the same things she always said. The moon, just from above, and the sound of cars passing on the avenue to our left, just waiting a few more hours until her car went away.
- We had a pretty good, right?
- Claro.
- Mira, in a month I will go back and
--- Then I kissed, stopping mid-sentence, for good. Also at that time did not know why, but tears began to fall to my lips.
By saying goodbye, I realized it was not me who was crying. Push
