27/28 de febrero de 2016
You told me again get in the water. The waves threatened to destroy the town. You asked me to come in even deeper, which would expand the distance between your body and the sand. In your eyes I felt the importance of the demand, a simple order of life or death. What really made you happy, that I did not understand until the first wave, was that among all the women from the shore, I would drown myself only for you.
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“Lo que realmente te hacía feliz, eso no lo entendí hasta la primera ola, era que entre todas las mujeres de la orilla yo únicamente me ahogaría por ti”.