23 Love Letters
Irael G Burgueño
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(, Aug. 5, 2019)
One day, I woke up with a strange sensation in my body and, without giving it much importance, I got up from my bed, I went to the bathroom and there, when I was brushing my teeth in front of a small mirror all blurred I looked at her, and it was then I remembered her once more and a smile was drawn on my cheek. I left the bathroom, headed towards the living room and noticed something strange, I stopped and walked to where a small bench was, I was in the corner of a hallway that overlooked the living room, it was a bank full of books, one on top of the other, dusty and forgotten. Surely they had always been there and I had not noticed, I looked from top to bottom, the last of those books brought me many memories, I took it carefully so that they would not throw the rest of them and with a little effort I managed to get it out, I cleaned it a bit and headed for my bed, I leaned on my left arm and opened that book; It was a book of Mathematics, the most important book of my life, meant memories of my youth. Without any warning a tear fell and with my eyes full of them, I caressed a drawing I had made when I was an almost adolescent child, when I met the woman I had previously seen reflected in the mirror. This page not only contained the drawing, but also contained an envelope in the form of a gift, colored entirely with a green down and tied by a thin red ribbon and inside, the name of that woman...