Vortex
I went into
the bedroom. The small dimly light room it barely left me to see a still figure
on the bed. I approached slowly, with the stealth that holds a sigh.
His
features, barely hidden by a faint veil, were familiar to me. I reached out to
feel his breath and with a start he woke up.
"Hello."
I told him.
And he answered me.
"Hello.
I've been waiting for you. You know I know you."
"Yes. It's
the same with me. But you're too young. I'm an old man and I wouldn't know
where we've met.
"You and I
have lived together but separated in time. You don't recognize me because my
face has been erased from your memory. But I am you. And I'm here to remind you
that you are in debt with me."
His words
made me think that what was happening wasn't real. He continued.
"When you
were me, I took care of you, I pampered you, I worked hard to fulfill all your
dreams. And when you moved away throughout
further and further in time, I was left alone. Absolutely alone. And I'm
just alone. Now I'm coming to be with you, because you owe me. You owe me the
company and the affection, you owe me how much I took care of you and you owe
me for getting where you are. So till
you die I will be with you to remember you that you mustn't move away from your
ghosts."
Vórtices
Entré en el dormitorio. La pequeña habitación en penumbra
apenas dejaba adivinar sobre el lecho una figura inmóvil. Me acerqué
lentamente, con el sigilo que contiene un suspiro.
Sus facciones, apenas ocultas por un tenue velo, me
resultaban familiares. Extendí la mano
para sentir su aliento y…con un sobresalto se despertó.
-Hola.
Le dije. Y él me respondió.
-Hola. Te estaba esperando. Ya sabes que te conozco.
-Sí. A mí me ocurre igual. Pero tú eres muy joven. Yo soy un
anciano y no sabría adivinar dónde nos hemos visto.
-Tú y yo hemos vivido juntos pero separados en el tiempo. No
me reconoces porque mi rostro se ha borrado de tu memoria. Pero yo soy tú. Y estoy
aquí para recordarte que estás en deuda conmigo.
Sus palabras me hicieron pensar que lo que estaba ocurriendo
no era real. Continuó.
-Cuando tú eras yo, te cuidé, te mimé, me esforcé por cumplir
todos tus sueños. Y cuando te alejaste más y más en el tiempo, me quedé solo. Absolutamente
solo. Y solo estoy. Ahora vengo a estar contigo, porque me lo debes. Me debes
la compañía y el cariño, me debes cuánto te cuidé y me debes el haber llegado
hasta donde estás. Así que hasta que mueras estaré contigo para recordarte que
no debes alejarte de tus fantasmas.
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