My platonic love
My platonic love
I want to
tell part of a story that did not happen, or rather it happened in a way I
never thought,
A vecés life
gives us pleasant surprises.
AP: as I
call it (platonic love). YES, a ridiculous childhood, that is, the bearing
of a ship, LEVEL GOD.
The thing is
that I never believed that the past would return to my life, except HIM.
I do not
know why and I still do not think it would happen, according to HE it was a
look of pure flirting.
But what was
wrong if it was always like that, from long ago, it was the story of my life, I
would pass by looking at it with a lock of hair between my eyes and smiled
ashamed, for what he knew I liked because of that stupid look , to which HE
answered with a smile, THE MOST CUTE AND LOVELY AND WONDERFUL SMILE that never
or at the time I thought existed.
For things
of life or destiny as they want to say it, never happened more than that A
SHOCK OF LOOKS THAT ENDED IN AN ACCIDENT OF STUPID SMILES, and that when
leaving it behind I forgot that it existed, either by the fact that the He was
part of someone else, another woman who could kiss him as often as he wanted,
take him by his hand and walk together, hug him and never let him go.
And so the
time passed, he on his way I for mine, I was happy a long time, but fate plays
tricks and was single with a beautiful daughter of 15 years, I returned to my
roots where I grew up my parents grew up with hard and good times and as
technology brings you closer to millions of people, I just had to approach Him.
Why? For
what? What was its purpose?
JULY 31,
2016: HELLO WOULD YOU BE SO KIND TO GIVE ME YOUR TELEPHONE NUMBER
So,
literally so was his message, and when I saw who it was my legs trembled, the
voice cut me off, a cry of I can not believe I did send an answer that was not
very logical and quite shameful, finally send my number and with a phrase
It will be a
pleasure to hear your voice, we both fell.
When I heard
it, my emotions rose to the highest point and shot through the infinite like
the stars and were scattered in the universe, I did not believe it, it could
not be him.
Everything
he told me made me laugh and it was fulminating when he said that I liked him
when we were children, and he ended up killing me.
Everything
was wonderful, in those days I was the happiest woman in the world, I had luck
in my hands, it was hours and hours of long conversations, each one more
special than another, listening to her laughter took me to school moments when
I just listened to her laugh and I looked for him in the middle of the other
students of that huge school, until our eyes met and I shamefully looked the
other way
We had many
things in common and many things against, I never asked for anything, I was
content to have the opportunity of a call, for whatever, planning trips I knew
would never happen, daydreaming about the same things, getting melancholy if it
was worth it the moment, the silences were not uncomfortable, every word of his
made me happy.
But of
course, it was my AP, the ultra idolatrous. As the end of August the magic
on the other hand went off, on my part it was becoming increasingly evident
that nothing was going to happen, that his priority was always another and as a
literal roller coaster came to an end more expected.
Yes
gentlemen, the story of my platonic love has an end as expected.
I am all
excited, having recurring dreams with HIM, depressed, with questions that will
never be answered, wanting to scream in frustration, wanting to look for him
and tell him in his face everything that comes out to me that most likely is
nothing, but still look at it and with that, only that would be calm.
And he I
think follows his normal life, working and doing his job very well, taking care
of his circle where not one thought is for me.
I wish it to
continue like this, to be very good in everything I thank you for a month full
of joy and emotions, which made me very well to have known about it,
