¿Amores? muchos, demasiados, insuficientes, todos o casi todos, nada, ni si quiera a si misma...
En ese momento tenía varios, no era capaz de llegar a comprender a penas como acapararlos. Uno tenía nombre propio, Josin. Los otros dos también y los califico así;juntos, porque puedo decir que sus nombres eran; blanco y verde. Eran amores diferentes, sin vida, pero que cuando se ligaban entre sí, eran puro éxtasis de placer. Bueno, en realidad, era imaginario. Para mi era desbordante y totalmente real.
Él, era todo diversión, como las putas drogas. La diferencia, es que estaba personificado, era real. Al contrario de lo nombrado que una vez pasado "el gran momento", desfallecía todo... Destrozaba lo bonito, gracias a mi misma y mi gran devoción por mis otros dos amores, con nombres de colorines.
Tierra extraordinaria, Asturias. Ese clima en el que apetece estar esas noches de invierno en casa calentito y escuchando la lluvia caer... cuando esto se unificaba, nos mirábamos y podía ver el universo entero aún sin conocerlo. Deplorava cosas que no sabía que existían, besos apasionados que agarrotaban cada milímetro de mi cuerpo, creando un placer desmesurado que me daban ganas de transformar todo a mi alrededor en ese instante. Sus gotas de sudor en mi cuerpo mientras me hacía el amor, me ponían literalmente los pelos de punta, me extremecía una y otra vez, no quería que acabase nunca...
Pero en esta vida todo tiene un final, de momento. Entonces, acudía a otro de mis amores. Mi amor personificado, iba a dormir. Mientras tanto, daba vueltas a mi cabeza, ¿realmente me merece esto la pena?
Lo mejor de todo es que no me planteaba si era él, si no mis otros amores tóxicos y repugnantes. No podía empatizar en ese momento, mi mente no estaba en condiciones óptimas.
Loves? many, too many, insufficient, all or almost all, nothing, not even herself ... At that time he had several, he was not able to understand just how to monopolize them. One had its own name, Josin. The other two also and I qualify them that way, together, because I can say that their names were; White and green. They were different loves, lifeless, but when they were linked to each other, they were pure ecstasy of pleasure. Well actually, it was imaginary. For me it was overwhelming and totally real. Him, it was all fun, like fucking drugs. The difference is that it was personified, it was real. Contrary to what was mentioned, once "the great moment" had passed, everything fainted ... I destroyed the beauty, thanks to myself and my great devotion to my other two loves, with colorful names. Extraordinary land, Asturias. That climate in which you want to be warm at home on those winter nights and listening to the rain fall ... when this was unified, we looked at each other and I could see the entire universe even without knowing it. I deplored things that I did not know existed, passionate kisses that seized every millimeter of my body, creating an inordinate pleasure that made me want to transform everything around me in that instant. His beads of sweat on my body while he made love to me, they literally made my hair stand on end, I got extreme over and over again, I never wanted it to end ... But in this life everything has an end, for now. Then, I went to another of my loves. My love personified, I was going to sleep. Meanwhile, my head was spinning, is this really worth it? Best of all, I didn't wonder if it was him, if not my other toxic and disgusting loves. I could not empathize at that time, my mind was not in optimal condition.
8.572 SRY