Thursday, November 16, 2006

Maite zaitut...

Do you ever get that feeling that you’re destined to grow old with someone? That among the tens of thousands of people one meets in their first half of life, there is one who stands out?
That one is Iñi for me. We met fifty centuries ago it seems and our relationship went through different stages, from desire to lust, from excitement to love, from jealousy to despair, from disappointment to friendship, from brotherhood to family…
It took ages to mature and become what it is today.
Distance is a state of mind… it may be. But somehow Iñi is never away… Among the hordes of humans, he’s the most human of all.
In a funny way, I know… I will grow old next to him.
Eskerrik asko Iñigo... Maite zaitut...


Blogger woozy said...

whats the difference?
alone or next to someone?
never could understand
but then again it makes sense
its like these days i am absolutely happy but i cant figure out why

10:47 PM, November 17, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Are you satisfied with the sentence "next to him"? I think that deep within, you would prefer "with him"....

12:13 AM, November 19, 2006  
Blogger Saile Sistigrev said...

alone is not being next to someone woozy. but then again you can always be next to someone or "with" someone as anonymous says, and still be alone... i got confused now.

6:37 PM, November 19, 2006  

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