It seemed safer to hold it in, where the only one who could judge was me.

“A ver, ¿qué hay que ponerse para cortar con alguien? ¿Negro, de luto? ¿O algo c…”

“What did it feel like, I wondered, to love someone that much? So much that you …”

“So many versions of just one memory, and yet none of them were right or wrong. …”

“I didnt pay atteniton to times or distance, instead focusing on how it felt jus…”