Fiction: You're having three sips of coffee with a friend at his house. Suddenly, you panic and go to check on the coffee you have prepared. They inform you that they have accidentally served you coffee infused with hallucinogenic mushrooms. what do you do?
The spring of the year began to look dark, my heart was in pieces, the sun no longer shone with the same splendor, nor the sound of the birds was heard by my ears, everything was sadness and loneliness, tears and desolation, at the loss of a love that I will never forget, perhaps because of the pain that in his departure I could not give him the last goodbye.
It was the night of our anniversary, I wore the earrings he had given me and my hair curled as he liked so much. We put candles in the dining room with petals on the table as he had suggested, he was a very passionate man with a huge imagination like a child, my beautiful boy.
Fuente
We decided to enjoy dinner at the restaurant where we met, but we wanted it to be something more intimate, so we prepared the dining room, a nice background music and the camera on the tripod to immortalize the moment of our anniversary number 9.
Carlos got dressed up and went to the restaurant to buy dinner to go, we didn't want to cook, just eat tasty food and pamper ourselves and love each other deeply as we never stopped doing.
While he went to get the food I was getting ready for him, I made up my lips with a wine red color that made them stand out against my white skin. I went down to the dining room when my beloved Carlos was due to return, everything was timed in a certain way, I already had a message telling me that he was coming back with the food and I would be his dessert, my beloved and sweet Carlos!
Fuente
Time went by and he did not arrive, the candle lights had already burned out as well as my peace of mind, I called him countless times and he never answered. After a few hours my heart was already agitated and my tears of worry were evident. Meanwhile, my home number rang and I was told that the hospital was calling and that my husband had been involved in a tragic accident on the way home. A young couple had been drinking too much and crashed into him.
Although he received prompt medical assistance, he did not make it to the hospital alive, only leaving me to tell a paramedic that he would love me forever and to forgive him for not saying goodbye.
Fuente
My life has not been the same since that fateful day, what is the point of living? I didn't even get to say my last goodbye, I only remember him leaving after telling me that I looked beautiful even when I was disheveled.
Several years of gray and sad loneliness have passed, with the guilt of not having been there to say goodbye to him, if only I had accompanied him, or if he had not left? I just want to say goodbye, I just want to say my last goodbye to him before we meet again, because I know that wherever he is when I die I will find him, but my spirituality tells me that I must wait for the day when it is my turn and not hurry him because that is the will of my God.
One day an old friend who was returning to town after a few years, came home to visit us, he did not know about Carlos' death and brought coffee ready, as we both liked. I was telling him what happened while in tears I was drinking my coffee, when suddenly I heard Carlos' voice calling me to the room, he was telling me to bring him the coffee that had been brought, confused I did what he asked me and my surprise was to see him with a huge smile stretching out his hand to receive his coffee. He tasted it and told me it was really good.
My tears, my chest, my astonishment, my pain and my happiness, everything was mixed up, he took me by the hand and hugged me, while I enjoyed his embrace when I opened my eyes we were in the place where we met, just being kids, we entered a door and when we left we were already teenagers, he never let go of my hand, I turned around and we were already adults.
Fuente
He took me to a place that brought back memories, it was a church, a wedding and when we approached the bride and groom it was us saying our vows on that altar, when I looked down I was dressed as a bride and he with his suit and we had become those bride and groom who were getting married, but older and he told me firmly holding my hands, that what God united will not be separated by man or any chance or bad circumstance.
Suddenly it was night and we were illuminated by the moon under a sky full of stars, we were sitting on the floor, he stood in front of me and said "The time has come, I must leave" I clung to him because I did not want to lose him again, he said "I came to say goodbye, I do not want you to suffer because even if you do not see me I will always be with you, while you have me in your heart and I know that I will always be there as you are in mine, my beloved girl".
"Look at the sky that I will be there, in the soft breeze that moves your beautiful hair and in the taste of your delicious coffee that I miss so much, I came to say goodbye my beloved girl, because we deserved it, do not be sad, because when it is your time I will be waiting for you" she told me, and so she went away from me until she disappeared.
That's when my friend wakes me up and tells me that the coffee had something weird in it and whatever it had in it allowed me to say goodbye to my great love and I adored that coffee.
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Text by Yeli Marín, Translator DeepL Used, Canva Application for cover photo, images by pixabay.
