Espelhos
Com a bagagem em suas mãos, ele fechou a porta da casa e foi em direção ao carro, decidido a não olhar para trás. Não queria desistir de ir embora e nunca mais retornar.
Ao abrir o bagageiro, deparou-se com a antiga mala herdada da mãe: a bagagem preparada na semana anterior, quando ele partiria sem olhar para trás para não se ver abandonando a casa vazia. Entretanto, olhou pelo retrovisor e viu aquela imagem que lá ficaria. Não resistiu.
Na semana seguinte, ele desistiu de bagagem. E na estrada lamentou o jardim de cores que se perdem com o tempo.
Mirrors*
With the luggage in hand, he closed the door and went toward the car determined to not look back. He did not want to give up on leaving and never returning.
As he opened the trunk, he found himself looking at the suitcase he inherited from his mother - the luggage prepared the previous week, when he would leave without looking back so that he would not have to see himself abandoning the empty house; however, he looked through the rear view mirror and captured his memories. He could not resist.
The following week, he gave up the luggage. On the road, he cried the lost colors’ garden forever.
Mirrors*
With the luggage in hand, he went toward the car determined to not look back. He did not want to give up on leaving forever.
As he opened the trunk, he found himself looking at the suitcase he inherited from his mother - the luggage prepared the previous week, when he would leave without looking back to not see himself abandoning the house; however, he looked through the rear view mirror and captured his memories. He could not resist.
The following week, he gave up the luggage. On the road, he cried the lost colors’ garden.
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