You saved me
Somedays ago, I was listening to one of my favorite artists, Tata Barahona, a chilean trovador. The song was one I didn't know called El adios1 and he finish the song with this phrase:
"At that time I was rescued2 from the ground by magic hands which gave me a second life"
Just hearing that made me want to write this, as a thank you letter, that I don't know when you will read.
You know, its been one year now since that night we were together; the day of your birthday was just starting, and that was the moment our previous day ended. We were talking, not exactly sure the topic, but I remember you told me a secret, because I said something you thought was important and personal. You said it was your birthday and, for some reason, that made me feel really happy. We went to sleep.
The next day I gave you a really bad card, with some signatures from the people of my team. There was a photo of me on the opposite side of the card. That was fun.
I wanted to say thank you for everything you did for me, even though you probably think you did nothing. It took me a very long time to realize this, and it's time I say it: you saved me. As big as that sound, it's true, I really feel like you took me out of a really deep hole and maybe I need to explain that.
I don't know if you remember, but I told you in India that I was just getting over depression, it was really hard for me. TW came to me in the worst moment of my life, but at the same time it was the perfect one. It gave me the energy to try again, it made me realize that there are still things that I like about this career path I took. It was a new begining for me. But I never felt that I was okay, just a bit better than before.
But then you appeared, always smiling in the activities we had and always giving that "I like my life" aura. That was so refreshing to me and something that really made me feel attracted to. It was at the beggining of TWU, the first week. Then we had the free weekend and we went together with some other people to the Ellora Caves, I loved the place. Not sure if you remember, but when we took the bus that took us to the caves, I asked you if I could seat next to you and gave a pretty bad excuse for that...
"My legs are too long and the other seats don't have enough space for me"3
It sucked, I know, but you said that there was no problem and I sat there. Just to make it clear, I wanted to seat with you, I don't think I ever did that before. We started to talk and I thought "you're so cool". At some point I got to know your age, and you do look younger than that, I remember saying it. You told me it was a secret to the others, don't know why.
And then, for some reason, we started to drink beer in my room and everything started. You know what.
What I wanted to say with all this is: Thank you, you know I will always be there for you.
I'd like you to read this, but I don't think I'll ever give it to you, at least not soon.