7pm
un morro con apariencia emo limpiaba sus lágrimas frente a una morrita que lo miraba con una mezcla de compasión y angustia.
Mientras estacionaba el carro en el espacio disponible que estaba donde se desarrollaba la escena vi el cuadro inevitablemente.
Bajamos y pasamos a su lado. A unos cuantos pasos dije en voz baja -creo que a alguien le rompieron el corazón- mi acompañante no pudo evitar soltar una carcajada y decir en voz alta-¡¡que gay!!, ¿porqué llora?- es obvio que ellos oyeron. Sentí pena ajena y la regañé por su falta de discreción.
3am
Después de una discusión grado 8.0 en la escala de Richter, ella lloraba -no por favor Efraim, no- encendí el carro y le dije -ni llores que con tus lágrimas no arreglas nada...ya estuvo bueno- quiso nuevamente apagarlo...pero fui más hábil y amenacé con dar marcha. Bajó del carro llorando. Y me fui encabronado a la casa. Me regañé a mi mismo por pendejo.
1, 2 Step and Get Up.
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Yo no entiendo por qué los hombres no se dan el permiso de llorar, de manifestar que algo les duele, que algo les ha lastimado, que algo les produce pena...
No pude leer tu post sin una sonrisa, quizá maliciosa.
No te debiste regañar, debiste decir 'a la verga, que bueno que ya estoy aprendiendo la lección'.
Maltrip a los maltrips es obligado.
Un abrazo enorme enorme mi buen.
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Y el camino a casa? eterno, como un conejo saltando entre dunas de arena que se vuelven a formar con la respiración de la noche...
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