Ignacio…
I am about to die… I know it. This is the feeling of a death upon you, of slowly becoming devoid of any kind of attachment at all. Did you feel this way when you leave? Did it hurt? Did you try to say anything… to me?
It was so many years ago now. We were at school, and we were so young. I had fallen in love with you in the cinema. My eyes lingered when I left.
Then we never saw each other again. Then you died. Then I met Juan. I thought I could do everything again, but the truth that he was not you came as sharp as it could get. I was beaten again, and I shed the same tears you shed for me that day so many years ago. I was on this side of the fences and I was looking at you. Every day after the day.
I am dying now Ignacio, and I think we could finally succeed…
One more time, maybe?…
Enrique
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