A short story to help my brother.
I hope you could remember our anniversary and specially that you have learned how to express your feelings beyond a beautiful basket of fruits.
While I wait for you I’m wondering if you have chosen oranges instead of bananas, trying to be cuter and more polite than you were last year.
Today as soon as I woked up, I thought you’d tell me something about my hair and my lips as you used to do five years ago but I could only hear that awful claim about putting tomatoes in your scrambled eggs and asking louder: “… don´t forget to bring my favorite greek yogurt and a tasty bone for Charlie, our old Chihuahua”.
Sometimes I dream and can see us, having dinner as before, when we had not gotten married yet, hooking up our feelings through a few cups of white wine.
Tonight, surely, we'll drink some cokes while eating hot dogs.
I can’t believe how our lives have changed in five years.
Let's begin again or our love will be something like Gone with the wind