Honey Eyes

My father's sweet honey II.

That Day began like any other, I woke up early to go to school, enlisted and went to Bliss, but that day I never came back to my house.

By then I could not understand my father, so I decided to leave the house, I could not bear it anymore, secretly for a long time I was working after school to do what I had wanted so much, I just wanted to go to the most secluded place possible , without thinking of the remorse that this could cause me, I just took my things that day and left, I went without saying goodbye, I left without saying hello, I left without thinking about what could happen to me, I just left.

Where did he go? You would Think, my dream was that, to go to a place as far as possible, to cross the whole ocean if possible, I just wanted to go from there and fulfill one of my greatest dreams... And that day I fulfilled it.

Buy a plane ticket that will take me to Mexico and then one from there to my destination, to the place where I wanted to live, a plane that will take me to Kyoto Japan, I wanted to see the lights of that beautiful city, see the Pagodas , learn about their culture, learn to speak their language and especially get away from my previous life.

Pass in that place a long time, I got work, I began to study a career in the university which does not end with various problems I had with the teachers, everything was wonderful, grew happy, grew up without having to think that will happen when I arrived Dad and I aren't there, I didn't have to think about him anymore, and neither did my brother, I didn't have the reason to live with a torment in my mind, it just had to be me without thinking about my past life, it was just me and nobody else.

An Ordinary day in my new life I got a call, I would never have imagined it was him, could not even believe that I was calling, who was talking to me, who remembered me, was my brother, the person who wanted so much in this world , he told me that my father was in the hospital almost in his final stage and that the doctors told him that his time to leave was coming, I was paralyzed when I thought that my father's beautiful eyes would lose its beautiful luster, I couldn't let my father die without at least V Er his eyes shining for one last time, so the day after my brother called me take a flight for my old country and then for my old town.

Being in that place, in that bus terminal in which I was that day I decided to change my life, I was waiting for my brother to take me to Dad, when I saw my brother felt the greatest joy in the world, I loved and still love my older brother immensely; Which he saw me ran out to hug me, then I would be about 23 years and he about 28 but still we behaved like some children when we met.

Being in his car he took me to the hospital where you are dad, I could not believe, was the being who taught me to love in a terminal state, was just waiting for his time to leave, which seemed to never come, when we entered his room I asked my brother to go out , that I wanted to be alone with my father and he accepted alone my words began to go out alone.

 "O My father, to see you in these horrible conditions makes my heart break, I hate to see you in such a way, I can not bear to think that your eyes will lose its luster, that the eyes that I have loved leave me and have to leave my mind , Dad I won't let you suffer any more, I'll pay you for all the love you've given me  "

After telling him that I only took his pillow without thinking twice and gave him back all the love that gave me, was fast and painless, I did that will get rid of all suffering that may have been feeling and that I level of joy the heart.

That was the beginning of this story, that was the beginning of my love for those eyes, that was the beginning of looking for true love in those eyes, those eyes and just those eyes, that love, all they did to me and they gave me were the ones that started with this story , it was all that that made me love those eyes, and it was what taught me to go crazy for them.

Thanks Dad, I love you for teaching me what is love in all its expressions.



#2734 en Terror
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En el texto hay: love, blood, killer

Editado: 25.03.2019

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