January 6
-Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster. I’m late, I’m late.-
Just me, my flatscreen and my imagination.
A ghost calling my name into the memories of you.
“… You said that ‘I love you, so much you must kill me now’. If I was your vampire certain as the moon.”
“Los humanos, han sido diseñados para enamorarse… Sin embargo, no para seguir enamorados.”
His eyes are just like yours… So frozen, deep and addictive.
[For Iván Sturabotti]