domingo, marzo 13, 2005

te lo prometo

"(...) With you, I can act like a child, make up silly stories or walk in my hands, I can miss my train and eat 200 g of chocolate in 1 hour, I can look up at the stars and the moon and tell you it makes me happy, I can cry without being ashamed; you've broadened my horizon, you've made me feel happier and more confident; you've brought me back to childhood.
(...) Maybe you haven't changed the world for the moment, and you haven't fought enough to make it fairer - But I promise you've changed MY world and through me you will stay forever.
(...)
I often (hm... very often) think about your scar on your wrist, and everytime this image comes into my mind I feel like a lump in my throat, in my stomach, and I'm so frightened...
Some writer, that I can't remember now, wrote that to love is to have someone to lose, and that you often realize how much you love someone when you know you can loose him.
Gargolita, promise me I won't loose you, never! Promise me you will always remain my brother, you will never leave me!
Oh, I am so scared, sometimes..."

Pascale, Brighton 2000