Yesterday

"I've never been good at writing, but you've always made me get the best out of me. I hope you read this letter even if it is as a sign of respect towards me for not being. Because if it reaches your hands it is synonymous that something will have happened in that attempt that I made to recover you.

I know that sounds crazy, but that's why I'm writing to explain what happened. You know in advance that you are the love of my life, and that you are the only woman with whom I dreamed of growing old together one day, having many children and traveling like a big family, yes, all those things that I have always seen as boring in other people, you appeared in my life I longed for it at every moment for us. Fate separated us or maybe it was me for not having tried hard enough, or maybe it was he who appeared in your life and captivated you, or maybe it was you who did not love me as much as I loved you. No matter

the guilty at this time, at the end of the day I lost you and with you I lost the desire and the joy of living.

Do not think that this was a suicide, on the contrary it was an attempt of resurrection, resurrection to real life, to which you gave me, to which you accustomed me, was to try to be with you again. But if at this time you have this letter in your hands it is because it certainly did not work as expected. I imagine you remember the project with which I qualified as an Industrial Physical Engineer. Well, even if you think it illogical in my great desire to have you again, I decided to try and carry out that project with me. I know it was a big risk, but for you I would risk it, I never resigned myself to losing you and I think I never will and I even believe that in heaven I will be debating with God to let me return to you.

I tried to return to each of the moments that were separating us to fall in love again, with every detail that once the sum of all you told me made you feel the most fortunate woman in the world and also the most in love, until I get to hear from your lips that I gave you energy to never faint, to be always alert and feel alive.

If you are reading this letter it is because something went wrong with our project but my love for you is still intact, that never fails even at night, awake or asleep. Some of our calculations had to go wrong because I must confess you I was very optimistic to achieve it because although it seems incredible we had already achieved it. After presenting our professional exam in which unexpectedly we had gone terrible, a situation that you do not remember because

Eduardo managed to go back in time and correct those errors, so you only witnessed the reality that we had already corrected, a test without setbacks, not so brilliant as everyone expected but enough to rid the humiliation of approving by majority.

So I imagined what would happen to us, I would suddenly get up and have you by my side with Becca and Juan Eduardo, as we were to call our children, lying at our feet asleep, all in the same bed as a large family. I hope you always remember that September 10th that we met and I only ask you to dedicate all of your time to me on that day of each year, to think about each happy moment you lived with me and I beg you to erase all the sad and boring that we could get to live, although I do not remember any of them. I will love you always, believe me wherever I am, that I do not know with any certainty, I will be thinking about you."