Crucify the unsincere...tonight

This is not a love letter...nor a despiteful one...neither one full of regrets. I would like to thank you.

Thanks for accepting hang out with me back in December 2017. Just few hours were enough to start off this story.
Thanks for the ceviche lunch at the sketchy neighborhood. That was probably our most perfect afternoon. Pisco souer, ceviche and us. :)
Thanks for our endless talks on the streets where we could easily get to my place without noticing. And, yeah, probably at the end what could only taught you best was "chico lindo"
in Spanish. Bad teacher :(
Thanks for teaching that true love waits.

Thanks for being the lover and mainly the friend...

Thanks



Hola Laura,

So I am here. I promise I will be brief. I am sitting in the coffee place of the train station. It's surprisingly a sunny day ... I look through the windows and I have reminiscence of my visit here...In fact, it looks all the same like the first day you brought me here and drove me to your place with Ina. Nonetheless, there's no Ina and nor you this time..

I don't mean to be loving, nor despiteful on these lines... As we already spoke before, I will have never forgiven myself not to thank you. And especially to you..because no matter what has happened, all the best that happened is way too big.

Thanks for accepting hang out with me back in December 2017. Just few hours were enough to start off everything.

Thanks for the ceviche lunch at the sketchy neighborhood. That was probably the most perfect afternoon. Pisco souer and ceviche :)
Thanks for our endless talks on the streets of Lima where we could suddenly get to our destination without noticing. And, yeah, probably at the end what could only taught you best was "chico lindo"
in Spanish. Bad teacher :(

Thanks for keeping the fire around the world: Iquitos, Colombia, Panama, Costa Rica, L.A, Australia, China, Germany....until Mannheim....have you ever realized of all that?

Thanks for joking around about being pregnant and the twins....I did believed it...and kinda like it because it was you.

Thanks for your patience. But you see? My word is sacred and told you will visit you in Germany. I did it.

Thanks for bringing me to your parents. I have never felt loved by people I dont know like that time.  Those memories are deeply in my heart. Just sublime.

Laura, and the biggest thank you goes for the rollercoaster of emotions.  Who cared what we really were? Since the first beso in Peru until the last one in Germany. From the top of your head until your toes to start over again. Or when we were about to meet up in Mannhein and your messages were the sweetest...showing me how much you wanted to see me again... Because this has been always intense and meaningful and I just have space to keep the best of you....thanks for existing Laura. This statement summarizes best my thoughts towards you.


You should know that I had long breaks writing this... I had to look again through the window and feel the sunshine... to perhaps subconsciously watch the hills and try to imagine you...and come that we do not and will never deserve this at all...It just was not the right time...

I dont think I will be gone. I will raise up during the silences to touch you with my smile and weird talks with nonstop laughs. Because that's what kept this alive and I promise I will do it whenever you let me so. You are a piece of my heart since now onwards. And please read it again...because it's like that.