The day before beginning preparations for my birthday, a text message from Andre came, - "as men will, tomorrow I'm in your party, I go with my girl, and I have my gift," that was confirmation would not miss the end of my celebration, although it would not be a space to fulfill my fantasies, at least could see, talk and enjoy their company for a few hours, most of my friends were tracking and Andre, as my new close friend, many did not understand this strong amiztad born from one day to another among the many stories about the secret devised ties that bound us, and looked too strange when they knew, our reels were staying together in my room listening to music, and of course they were right, was at least strange that friendship between a straight evident, and a gay (not so obvious), but well understood, this situation was giving a special seasoning to our friendship, as Andre noticed the comments of others, but e did not seem to mind, did not pay attention, and kept looking so affectionate with me both publicly and privately.
whole day was a coming and going, dawned almost raining, and early cold to the bone, my cunmpleaños was threatened by the cold winter of Santiago, and not only that, forecasters predicted the coldest night of the year, a little nervous with the adjustments follow my party, would be the big party, and would look to Andre. At about 11 pm the guests began arriving home, my friends first became more formal, depending on time appointment time estabana planted with Ron bottles of Havana on the couches in my house, not shared even with some colorful friends, colleagues gay college, get more and more people preferentially the hours passed, and had almost no timepo to be with anyone special, just waved and went, Andre no trace, not call, did not arrive, the
that serious?, - sure its mine gave out, "Straw told me myself. Andre had assumed that any setback and would not reach, so give me the cold of the night in my warm birthday, drinking a mojito and another, and smoking florets rich strains of friends, and the intoxication cannabism night, I felt tap on my shoulder, turn, andre was in front of me, dancing in the dark with the lights of the party, and the sound of placebo, lanzadome from her full lips a Happy Birthday Dude, I love stash wn, a tight hug, squeezing my body against his, making me feel every bump corporea edge and I hit him in a hug of friendship for 1 hour, which lasted only 3 seconds, and the whole ceremony ended with a kiss my cheek, so, so close to the corners of my mouth, a brief kiss, which deliberately gave away all their expansion lipstick, a kiss with invisible dye, which sank as on my face, all that hard to just 25 or 30 seconds but I, like a bionic woman, caught in silence with my eyes HDV each of his gestures JPG; When separating added: "I brought a gift, but I give them when we are alone," it was in when he is interrupted by mine, I almost dropped the hair when I see what regia k was, greeted me warmly and with affection, since we have made good friends among them, (taking care of course, not being friends, pa not be as freaky, or good, but still), his mine was incredible, perfect, awesome leather with tremendous style and personality vassals, the Ego to the underground I was right there. But things were so good, and after all, the only things that were happening in my head, and the thousands of reading and rereading that I could do based on the "unconscious gestures Andre."
both joined the party, I for one follow the ritual of greetings and trying to pass all the bine, danced, drank, and every now and then looking for Andre to look among the people dancing, each Once it was, her eyes were fixed upon me, and when we met, we laughed, and some nervous haciamaos as usual.
After a couple of hours, everyone danced, and I among all tambine he did, dancing "out of control" Andre takes my hand, "come dance with us awhile, so I moved along k Andre and his mine, "want to smoke," he said, "Sure," replied, "I also want," added his mine, since it offered him, Andre pulls out his lighter and an automatic gesture, kind, lights fire just for me, the face of mine fell to the ground, as she was by his side, and I almost 3 feet away, I miss it for me, (I thought my twisted inner pa) and my head rolls generating sicomagicos, deep instantly elaborated theories about what it meant, that was overlooked at its mine to be kind to me first.
wn think I'm a psychopath, and if I am, but I also think that gestures and actions reveal an inner sense Instant rooted in the depths of being.
About 4 am I cold, I went to my dormitorioa get something more than shelter, was alone in the room when they hit the door and entering Andre, "I'm leaving," he says, "tomorrow I will a vineyard, and let k I have mine in my home, I have also manna k fix the bike early, but before I wanted to say something silly, which has been bkn've known, I Like we can talk about whatever, and I feel confident with you as a real friend, I like the relationship we have, I think you've become my best and closest friend, "- little by little we approached, and continued talking - "I know, I want you too much, I can tell by the way I look, and also, you want me in a way which I can not corresponderte, if I liked the terms , be sure that a long time since estraia you, but it is not, I'm happy with my mine, and mine Tadas it may be, if things were different I would be very easy to love you the way you do Quiros ". - I felt that I stood
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