Si lo rechazas ahora, la misión de su vida será salir allá afuera y conocer a la chica más bella y perfecta del mundo solo para intentar olvidarte. Terminará casándose y pasando el resto de su vida con esta mujer. Y se dirá a sí mismo que es perfecta y que debería estar realmente feliz. Y no serás tú.

Donde termina el arco iris. Cecelia Ahern.

Y se hará realidad.

Hello, it's me
I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet
To go over everything
They say that time's supposed to heal ya, but I ain't done much healing

Hello, can you hear me?
I'm in California dreaming about who we used to be
When we were younger and free
I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet

There's such a difference between us
And a million miles

Hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home

Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly doesn't tear you apart
Anymore

Hello, how are you?
It's so typical of me to talk about myself, I'm sorry
I hope that you're well
Did you ever make it out of that town where nothing ever happened?

It's no secret that the both of us
Are running out of time

So hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home

Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly doesn't tear you apart
Anymore, ooooohh
Anymore, ooooohh
Anymore, ooooohh
Anymore, anymore

Hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home

Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly doesn't tear you apart
Anymore

Del Karma.

¿Por qué te callaste, cuando pudiste hacer algo? Ahora, te lo tienes merecido. Por eso y por todo. No te lo esperabas, ¿eh? Já. Me lo temía, pero no esperaba.

Meses preparándome, para encontrar esto. Tenía un propósito para seguir, y lo único que me queda es caminar por inercia, como un cadáver andante, que ha perdido alguna de sus extremidades por la podredumbre.

Me ahogo, y mucho. No puedo ver más allá. Llevo una semana sin poder leer, no me da la cabeza, y eso es muy mala señal.