Relato del Fin de un Mundo en un momento pasado

Mientras el mundo se desquebrajaba aquí y el año que contaba tal devastación se moría.
Yo salvaba frente a sus ojos un reino de fantasia y ella, en cama, cansada aún se asombraba con los bellos colores y los dragones como lo hizo durante tanto tiempo.
En su nombre se tejieron pactos horribles y se juraron palabras terribles.
Pero ella estaba allí, a mi lado, mirando una película de poco presupuesto cuando consciente; sufriendo de sus inmensos temores cuando no y ella no hizo esas cosas sin importar lo fácil que sería para mi pretender que fue ella y no que fueron otros en su nombre.
En otro lado del mundo alguien cantaba las canciones épicas bajo cuyas notas los Iluvatares que vendrán construirán un mundo que no pertenece a los que estamos pero que les ayudaremos a planear inminentemente.

I miss you

I miss you and the truth is I will always miss you, when october hits, when I walk on those streets that gave us such a first date.
And when the sun and the wind feels once more like they did back then, yeah those reigns will always belong to you.
Those days won't come back to us but they are not lost either and maybe if we focus on them just right they can still bring more good than harm to us.

Love was, Our love was many things and you did perhaps so much more for me than I could did for you, I don't know, it feels that way.

We were that polygon in the grass eating and sleeping and the streets between my house and that place with a broken window that we never ever came back to.

I like to think we were smiles even if we were also tears -we still are at least from this side, and I dare to think not just here at that-.

I feel like I failed you awfully and still you saved me in the darkest of all the impacts.

I was able to hurt you and still those to whom I swore allegiance and tried my best to impress or not to fail so badly ended up doing a lot of damage...on both sides.

I will always miss you but I have to tell to myself that we shouldn't come back together because I have this stupid hope of things and beings that I can't really fully understand or reach.

I'm broken but also I am healing, you know, not just from you -or rather from the things I did to you-.