Pensamientos que naufragan en el mar de los Incomunicados

Letter from a friend

Hey, it's me I promise not to take too much time from you, I just wanted to tell you a story. One that is full of knots, courage, being nervous but not a bad one so no need to worry.

It begins when we met, at the time I did not pay much attention hence I'm not the brightest, that I leave to the brain.

He woke me up one day and said - "Hey look at her." After that I decided to pay attention, only to grow in size and admiration. I became a bit worried, you did not know me. In my courage I decided to speak, onto what would later on become a friendship. Thats when I decided I would try to put on a show.

The theatrical adventure consisted of me doing charades, jokes, stories, dancing and all sorts of wacky stuff. It payed off. I saw a beautiful smile on your face that cause intrigue, it was mesmerizing.

Everyday I would go and do the same day in and out to admire what you are, what you express, what you thought of things. Leading to the promise I made: "I plan to make you as happy as can be."

I spent countless days fulfilling it.

Worked hard as much as i could to glance at your beauty. It was a hassle I admit but worth every second.

I learned so much that we grew fond, only to one night discover we were closer than I thought.

I grew to cherish that bond.

Nevertheless, something happened. The brain cannot tell me, I asked the others if they knew but they all knotted. I continued to do my charades but something changed. It wasn't the same.

I searched for answers.

I sought you out but you would evade me, tried to get your attention but failed in misery. Now I understand what it was all about. The show is coming to a close and I must take my bows.

The Finale

I am not sad, but I must say my goodbyes. It seems I no longer show what I was set out to do. It seems it's not my turn any more. Like a ship that sailed without me.

Bon Voyage.

The audience left, the stage is dark, it is now me dancing in the memories of the countless times I tried my best to make you giggle, to make you feel at ease and for you to be in peace.

Farewell.

I must go to sleep for I am tired, I might return soon for another galore, but I don't feel as strong as before.

Thank You for everything,

Sincerely,

- My Weak Heart