A letter to Menina

10-03-08



I called you today, and thanked you for all the sandwiches you’ve cooked for me. I know, it was dumb and probably confusing, but it had a purpose. I was thinking yesterday about all the stuff we’ve been through, the good the bad and the ugly. I remembered the secrets we shared, the all nighters we had to pull, our conversations about Germany and people living there, the nights at Parada, and it struck me just as it does everytime: what went wrong? Was it time? Was it life? Was it the people around us? What made us drift away as to be what we are today? We were friends back then, but now it doesn’t feel as so.

I must firstly apologise, ‘cause sometimes I believe I’ve failed you somehow. Maybe I wasn’t the coach you expected me to be, or I wasn’t the friend you needed. Maybe I wasn’t around most of the time, but truth is I do care a lot about what goes on with you. It hurted me a lot, more than I think you’ve realized, that you have compared me to what they did to you in DC. Remember that back then I stood up by you, just like I do now…I was there with you on that filthy lobby at 5 am, and I’ve stayed on your side ever since. We were friends before Jessup and I hope we will be still once this is over.

I know this time it has been harder that last year. Believe me, it has left some scars on me too. It takes a toll on all of us, and life itself isn’t any easier just because you have Jessup. There is still a lot of emotionally-draining stuff we have to deal with on our own, but I want you to remember that you are not alone, and if not me, there are others that care about you too.

I want to thank you again for all the sandwiches you’ve cooked, for the bed you shared, for the good music and book reviews, for listening, for being supportive, but most of all for putting up with me for so long. I really hope you put up with me for a lot more…

So, how about we put the misunderstandings and third parties behind and enjoy this, our last time on DC together? Soportas?