Letter for my post mortem.

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Letter for a post mortem.

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I know you wrapped me in a nice trunk covered in transparent paper. Or maybe you've just ignored me, that is, you've pretended to forget me.

Do you know? I can't forget you
and I don't think the white and pretty smiles that I had drawn on the blackboard of your emotion have been erased.

Dear Ketty, here I begin to think and remember your sweet and kind words, some of broken promises, and others of true longing.

I was quiet until today when my patience and calm exploded, and my heart has begun to cry out in anguish for you.

Another matter, Ketty, and I cannot get angry, and that is that you were trying to make me dream about something that was not going to happen. And you knew it.

I am writing this short letter to you even though you will not read it while I am alive, but I made a deal with a friend, who will deliver it when you to be in my funeral.

And when you read it, don't go crying. Just think that there was someone who loved you very much, but that your love did not return me.

Go to the bathroom then, and put this letter on your chest as the only post-mortem proof of who loved it and who waited for it until death.

Yours sincerely.