Comyxtura: Verderótica - It had to come out...

...sooner or later. And now is the time.

TOMORROW. Tomorrow I'm moving into my new home. The one I had to get.

But the reasons to that emergency in moving into my new house?

Two and some years ago I was in a relationship. Another one. A very different one...

I was going through a crisis of fate. I crisis that I didn't knew how to solve. You see, I lived with my boyfriend and our best friend. In the same house. The friend that I had fell in love with. Because in my 3 year relationship, me and my boyfriend never had sex. I'm not going there but it's very complicated. Never the less, I loved M. With all my heart. And if I knew the mess I was going into... I'd never have gone through it.

But I did. I've learned from the experience. It hurted like hell. But I got through it. And I'm a better and happier person now... so I guess it was worth it...

I guess I tought I could keep them both. That I had nothing to loose. But I lost it all. I almost lost my life in that night... The one I waked up alone...

No matter how bad things were, we were always together... always... except that night...

I waked up alone...

I don't know how. It was fast and unpreddictable to everyone... but me. But we ended up living together. The 3 of us.

But that night I waked up alone.

Strangely alone. I WAS SO TIRED THAT NIGHT. I never dreamedt you could pull it of. But you did.

I waked up alone. Alone for the first time in years. In a cold bed.

I got up. I went into his room. And there you were. Both of you. Laying on the floor. With him. Hugged.

I went into the living room and oppened the window.

I remembered I could hear the sound from the tires of the veicules on the red bridge... and the rushing beat of my lonely heart.

So I climbed on the sofa and I got close to the window. With the wind in my face, the sound from the bridge in my hears and my lonely bleeding heart beating wildly...

The silent sound of desperation. I looked down from the edge of that fift floor window with the "view to die for" that I had fell in love months ago.

I was in shock. I didn't know how you could've pulled it off. Sleeping with him. Leaving me alone. I loved you. And I was in shock because you failled were I so desperatly had strived.

I did the only thing I could in the middle of all that desperation.

I went to the window, the penthouse window from Restelo. The one with the beatifull view over the Tejo.

The last one I'd see in my life.

to be concluded...