martes, 7 de julio de 2009
I will follow you into the dark
As the last ray of the sun went down, I could see the fear of your face.I saw your tears trying to disappear, but you couldn´t take it, and finally they were running down the softness of your cheeks.I told you everything was ok, I was there to protect you, and you put your head in my shoulder, and cried quietly the rest of the night.Remember that day when you were afraid of the sunset? I can remember your voice sobbing as I was singing to the moon, trying to keep spirits away from you.Your face was the epitome of innocence, roses's beauty couldn´t be compared to yours, and your fright was like a sad violin song.I knew they were coming for you, I knew it since the day I met you, and I still wish they wanted me instead of you.I sang out loud, the entire world could hear my screams, I sang the strongest spells, I used all that I could, I begged moon's mercy even when I saw them coming. I offered all my power, all my gifts, I even tried to interchange my life for yours. You were asleep by then. The weeping tired you to the point of falling asleep in my arms. I seized myself to your body, I started Crying by desesperation, I just couldn't let you go like that. But they didn't listen. In fact, they don't have to. They came closer and closer, till I could smell death in the air. Suddenly you were heavier in my arms. You stopped breathing, your heartbeat wasn't there, and the heat started to get out of your body. And it didn't matter all I cried, all I sreamed, I cursed the moon, I cursed the world, didn't matter all the power I have got, all the knowledge inside me wasn´t enough to bring you back. It was all my fault. Or at least it felt that way. Every person I meet, I know the date they are coming. I know the cause, I know the way, I knew they were coming for you, and I know you did too. Now it's over, I'll walk forever looking for an answer I know in advance I will never find.
sábado, 4 de julio de 2009
A lack of color
It was all lighted by street lamps. I didn't know if the sepia tone was scary, or if it added a romantic detail. The truth is, there was a complete lack of color, and a terrible isolation in the city while I entered the school auditorium. The people seated looked awkward, all dressed in black coats, looking at the stage like thirsty scientists they were. I seated at the front, and when I raised my sight to the stage I saw him. He had the same mysterious look, his enigmatic presence filled the room that became silent at once. I know he saw me, just for a second, and then he pretended I wasn't there. I tried not to smile, but I failed. I had been in love for a while, but I didn't think he could even notice me. I mean, he was standing in front of a lot of hostile scientists, refutating their opinions, so strong, secure, so.. attractive. And on the other hand, there was me, seating shyly, wearing a cute white dress and gazing inocently, in the middle of all these women fans of him, wearing daring necklines and screaming things like "I will give you a child!"
So finally, he began to speak. With his deep voice, he explained his discovery to the crowd. Some looked convinced, other looked skeptical, I was amazed. An old video camera was recording the conference as he told us about the strange venom of the ticklewood spider, which he found. Finally, there was a general "ahhh" when he uncovered the cage and a big, big kind of tarantula showed its teeth.
I left the auditorium singing softly a love song, just looking forward to the next time I could see him, no mather if, like today, I didn't talk to him. But suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Hey" he said, "I haven't seen you for a while. How are you?"
"I... ehm.. I'm... fine, thanks. You?" He answered he was fine, and we talked a little about our lifes, after all, he was right, I had not seen him for a long time, so why the hell I still was in love with him? I was berating myself for being so pathetic when he grabbed my shoulder again and said "Hey, I borrowed this camera from an old friend who lives downtown, would you like to go with me and return it to him?" "Yeah, ok"
Daniel let me in the van, when suddenly my mother appeared, wearing a black coat and pearl earings. "Where are you two going?" Dammit, all this time waiting for something like this to happen and my mother is not going to give me permission. "We were going to return the camera to the friend whom I borrowed it from" he said. "Ok" said my mother, "but I'm coming with you"
I couldn't hide the anger I felt against my mother, who was staring at us, like a policewoman, waiting for the smallest sign of impropriety. When we arrived to the house, she came with us inside, making my desesperation bigger.
The house looked odd, as everything that night. It reminded me to the Adams family, with stairs in the center of the hall, everything a little dirty, and you could see spider webs in the corners. Th sepia tone was still in the image, and we could see only what the candles lighted. The noise of feet dragging became louder and an old man appeared in front of us. "Oh, there you are. Was the camera useful?" The two men started talking about old cameras, while my mother and I observed the place. Wow, I thought, when he said "an old friend of mine", I didn't imagine he was actually talking about his age. The man was almost as strange as everything else. He was wearing a black suit, dressing very elegant for a common night. His hair was white, perfectly combed to the sides, a galant mustache showed below his nose, and he used a monocle in his left eye. "I'm an old man" he said interrupting my thoughts, "so, I hope you don't mind getting all that stuff upstairs for me, you can leave it in the guests room, second door to the right"
As we climbed the stairs, I thought there was something macabre in his smile, but well, maybe I was just being rude. We entered to the second door to the right, as he said, and Daniel started accomodating the stuff in the closet. After leaving a box in the floor, my mom looked exhausted, and she said she would wait in the van. Daniel finished with his chore and walked to the exit. I looked at him, thinking of myself, as the good little girl I was, too shy to ever tell him how I felt. But now... now was the moment, maybe the only one I would ever have. "Wait" I said as I grabbed his leather jacket, and held him in my arms. I couldn't believe what I have done, now I was hugging him, feeling so smal between his huge arms, the leather smell of his jacket and the cold of his skin. "I.. I think I'm in lo..." I didn't got to finish the phrase, what I felt next, was the soft, cold touch of his lips on mine, he was like ice, and I was like a fragile snowflake. I closed my eyes and we kissed, as if nothing in the world existed anymore.
Suddenly, I heard something behind us. We looked around and the old man was standing at the door, staring at us with a mix of anger and dissappointment. "I leave you alone for a minute and you start eating girls below my roof" he said looking severly at Daniel. "I.. I am sorry" Dan said, "I promise, I will behave now on... I..."
"Don't say anything, it is ok" the man said as he took my hand, "but you.. you'll have to come"
"Please, don't tell my mother" I said
"No, something worse. I am going to wake you up"
Sunlight was getting into my eyes as I heard the sound of the timer. I opened my eyes and saw my room, as colorful as it was. I put the pillow over my head trying not to lose a detail, but the sepia streets were gone. When I turned on my laptop I found Daniel online. I opened his window wnating to say something, but I just closed it again thinking it was better to stay with a sweet, sweet, false memory.
So finally, he began to speak. With his deep voice, he explained his discovery to the crowd. Some looked convinced, other looked skeptical, I was amazed. An old video camera was recording the conference as he told us about the strange venom of the ticklewood spider, which he found. Finally, there was a general "ahhh" when he uncovered the cage and a big, big kind of tarantula showed its teeth.
I left the auditorium singing softly a love song, just looking forward to the next time I could see him, no mather if, like today, I didn't talk to him. But suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Hey" he said, "I haven't seen you for a while. How are you?"
"I... ehm.. I'm... fine, thanks. You?" He answered he was fine, and we talked a little about our lifes, after all, he was right, I had not seen him for a long time, so why the hell I still was in love with him? I was berating myself for being so pathetic when he grabbed my shoulder again and said "Hey, I borrowed this camera from an old friend who lives downtown, would you like to go with me and return it to him?" "Yeah, ok"
Daniel let me in the van, when suddenly my mother appeared, wearing a black coat and pearl earings. "Where are you two going?" Dammit, all this time waiting for something like this to happen and my mother is not going to give me permission. "We were going to return the camera to the friend whom I borrowed it from" he said. "Ok" said my mother, "but I'm coming with you"
I couldn't hide the anger I felt against my mother, who was staring at us, like a policewoman, waiting for the smallest sign of impropriety. When we arrived to the house, she came with us inside, making my desesperation bigger.
The house looked odd, as everything that night. It reminded me to the Adams family, with stairs in the center of the hall, everything a little dirty, and you could see spider webs in the corners. Th sepia tone was still in the image, and we could see only what the candles lighted. The noise of feet dragging became louder and an old man appeared in front of us. "Oh, there you are. Was the camera useful?" The two men started talking about old cameras, while my mother and I observed the place. Wow, I thought, when he said "an old friend of mine", I didn't imagine he was actually talking about his age. The man was almost as strange as everything else. He was wearing a black suit, dressing very elegant for a common night. His hair was white, perfectly combed to the sides, a galant mustache showed below his nose, and he used a monocle in his left eye. "I'm an old man" he said interrupting my thoughts, "so, I hope you don't mind getting all that stuff upstairs for me, you can leave it in the guests room, second door to the right"
As we climbed the stairs, I thought there was something macabre in his smile, but well, maybe I was just being rude. We entered to the second door to the right, as he said, and Daniel started accomodating the stuff in the closet. After leaving a box in the floor, my mom looked exhausted, and she said she would wait in the van. Daniel finished with his chore and walked to the exit. I looked at him, thinking of myself, as the good little girl I was, too shy to ever tell him how I felt. But now... now was the moment, maybe the only one I would ever have. "Wait" I said as I grabbed his leather jacket, and held him in my arms. I couldn't believe what I have done, now I was hugging him, feeling so smal between his huge arms, the leather smell of his jacket and the cold of his skin. "I.. I think I'm in lo..." I didn't got to finish the phrase, what I felt next, was the soft, cold touch of his lips on mine, he was like ice, and I was like a fragile snowflake. I closed my eyes and we kissed, as if nothing in the world existed anymore.
Suddenly, I heard something behind us. We looked around and the old man was standing at the door, staring at us with a mix of anger and dissappointment. "I leave you alone for a minute and you start eating girls below my roof" he said looking severly at Daniel. "I.. I am sorry" Dan said, "I promise, I will behave now on... I..."
"Don't say anything, it is ok" the man said as he took my hand, "but you.. you'll have to come"
"Please, don't tell my mother" I said
"No, something worse. I am going to wake you up"
Sunlight was getting into my eyes as I heard the sound of the timer. I opened my eyes and saw my room, as colorful as it was. I put the pillow over my head trying not to lose a detail, but the sepia streets were gone. When I turned on my laptop I found Daniel online. I opened his window wnating to say something, but I just closed it again thinking it was better to stay with a sweet, sweet, false memory.
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