Illustration: Sara Herranz.
It is curious the love of underground.
I do not know if it has happened to them that in the underground they see a person, who has nothing to do with you and it is worth noting, that it is the first time you see her, even so you feel that you already know her; An unavoidable attraction takes you to see it and if you're lucky you look back.
Destiny
I saw you, far among so many people; I had to know how you were and approached me.
I felt familiar and I was perplexed. I do not believe in destiny, much less in love at first sight, but there you were and without any explanation I felt you.
In the following season the tide of people clouded my sight, I surrendered and turned my eyes to the window, there were still at least 10 stations left.
When I reached my destination by inertia I practically went back to where you were and it was not like that, for some reason I thought you would be there. Weeks later I saw you again; I ran to the station to protect myself from the rain, you were soaking wet, so you noticed you were trying to dry your glasses and you could not find what. I disagreed whether I should go to you or not, I decided to do it just when I was going in your direction and another girl was helping you - what a shame, is not it?
Weeks later in the work I had been invited to a party and sincerely I did not appear to go but I wanted to release a beautiful dress, this was the perfect option for that. At the party I did not know what to do since I am not very good at dancing and there were many people I did not know, I walked towards the window, it was very hot and the colonies began to mix with the sweat of their wearer . I spent a long time in the window observing the social ritual of the people, when I turned to a corner and there you were, laughing and talking so easily with a group, I noticed a fellow among them, I quickly approached and greeted everyone.
I do not know how or when we finished the next morning having breakfast near my house, we talked until my voice was already something hoarse and you liked that detail. You had me completely enthralled, I adored your smile, your long lashes, the finely cut beard and your hair that I thought was even better than mine, I did not know that you were strangely familiar to me. We ended up in my apartment; you cooked lunch in your boxers and I just thought about how I was able to take a stranger so quickly to my home, but I did not care.
With the passing of the days we continued seeing each other but my interest was not the same, it was trivial and certainly bland although sex was something very distant to that; I knew that the only thing that attracted me was the physicist and I thought you were the same as someone I had been with for a long time.
One afternoon I asked you if you believed in destiny and your answer was yes, that there are things that happen at the exact and exact moment that had to happen and you thought that our meeting was that, although I thought for a moment the same thing idea was fleeting in my mind and I told you - before the party I had already seen you 2 times - I miss you and you laughed, I was still serious.
I do not believe in destiny, not now, that afternoon I told him it would be better if we were friends and you were totally in agreement, today you are one of my best friends and despite not believing in destiny, it was our destiny to be not more than friends.