“What’s wrong?” “What do you mean? Nothing is wrong.” “Of course there is. It’s raining and you are not wearing your orange jacket. You are wearing your grey one.” “So?” “So usually you can’t wait for it to rain so you can wear your orange jacket.” “Maybe today I wanted …
“All I want for Christmas is a t-shirt of you.” “You really are silly, silly.”
Es mi última noche en la ciudad. Me gustaría ir a tu casa y pegarte un tortazo. O igual besarte. No lo sé. Quiero hacerte callar porque sé que lo estropearías. Quiero escuchar el ritmo de nuestra respiración, describiendo el deseo. Quiero sentir cómo tus dedos se crispan en mi …
Me coges la mano. Me sorprendo. Y espero que no se me haya notado, la verdad. Lo cierto es que no me atrevo a aceptar el gesto y hacerlo recíproco del todo. Tu dedo pulgar acaricia suavemente el dorso de mi mano. Intento dejarme invadir por la ternura de tu …
– Despiertas cosas en mí que creía dormidas. – ¿Qué dices? – Me haces sentir sensaciones que pensaba muertas. – Pero, de verdad, ¿qué me estás contando? – Que no sé cómo estar a tu lado. Cambio de posición constantemente. – Em… Ya… Te hago cambiar de posición yo. – …
I am on my way to your house. We haven’t seen each other in a few days —we’ve both been busy. I’m happy that I will get to spend time with you. And yes, obviously quite excited about the prospect of spending the night with you. All of this explains …
– A veces pienso que solo me quieres en tu vida para que te diga qué nombres utilizar en tus historias. – No seas bobo, Matthew. También te quiero en mi vida para que sigas dándome masajes como el que estoy disfrutando ahora. – Oye, no te pases. – Es …
“I wasn’t scared that you were holding my hand. I was scared that I was liking it.” “You pulled away.” “I did.” “Don’t be scared. This is right. You know it is.” “No, it’s not. We are going to cross a line where there is no coming back from, Chris. …
“How much does a Burberry tie cost?” “A lot.” I close my eyes as you gently put the tie over them and tie it so they are covered. I breathe deeply, letting myself relax. I trust you implicitly. Not trusting you has never crossed my mind. The Burberry tie is …
“Who has 41 books in their to-be-read pile?!” “It’s not that bad!” “It is that bad. There is a bedroom in this house only for your books!” “I warned you. I warned you before you asked me to move in.” “You did but it’s getting out of hand. You just …
“We are fine.” “How do you know that?” “Because. We still send our emojis. You see, those emojis are part of our language. A language of you and me. They mean whatever the other has to hear. They are what we wish to say, without saying it. They are intimate …
Estamos andando por una de las calles principales de la ciudad que fue la razón de nuestra ruptura. Bueno, seamos honestos. La ciudad no es la que realmente tuvo la culpa. Fue la distancia que se hizo entre nosotros debido a su localización. Muchos años odié esta ciudad. Pero la …
“I can’t believe you pulled a double bluff on me.” “With someone as intuitive as you it was the only way to manage for you to be surprised. Are you surprised?” “I’m surprised you pulled a double bluff for sure.” “I’m suprised about that too. But I’m glad I did.” …
I didn’t always like flowers. I thought they were a bit silly, things that you cut and display for your benefit. But that was before, before I learned to love them. It was easy, really. I only had to see your smile when you got some. You didn’t like any …
I open my wardrobe to get a jumper and I barely see them. There comes a point when things have been so long in the same spot that you don’t notice them anymore. Gifts. Hundreds by now, if I had to guess. At first I bought a birthday and Christmas …
