domingo, 7 de mayo de 2017

10/05/16

- Sabes que haría cualquier cosa por ti, ¿cierto?
- ¿Me matarías? – preguntó.
- Depende… - suspiré
- Suicidio. – propuso.
- Mmm… - pensé – Si no puedo ayudarte a vivir… Sí, te ayudaría a morir.

- Gracias. – dijo sonriendo. Y me besó.
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