Dear Mr. who should not be named...
The snow wasn't all that I was expecting, I mean, I was hoping we'd have a huge snowfall in Budapest.
I remember waiting for that during days, checking the weather forecast over and over again. Unfortunately to you, talking about that our by our.
Then suddenly, I can't remember exactly what was keeping our attention, you told me, all excited with glowing eyes, "look outside"! And for the first time in my life, I saw the snow coming down. It was beautiful. I wish that had lasted forever. But as so many good things in life, it lasted for a night, and in two days all the snow were gone. But the cold remained! zzzz
We went outside, now I think not well prepared for the minus three celsius degrees we had to face. You froze with me for half an hour, just because that made me happy. Actually I guess that made me feel - and act, sorry - like a child. It's okay, you didn't laugh at me.
Then just some few days later, you were at the platform, crying through the glass of the wagon, saying good bye. There's a word for that in portuguese, Adeus. It was one of the saddest moments in my life.I cried during the whole trip. I confess, although you already knew, I had been crying for a few days... when I looked outside at the town or just by wondering how I'd feel when the time would come... when I wouldn't have your apartment's key anymore.
You gave me a home, not just a place to stay in. You gave me love, and I dare say, a family in a so distant country.
I loved you back while I could. Then I mistaken my own feelings and got a little bit lost in this country called Brazil.
I always said we wouldn't last long together. The truth is that now I'm not so sure anymore. And every time I ask myself about it, I feel like I'm making a fool of me.
I wish we could meet one day. I'm waiting for the day I'll be in Hungary, in Budapest, taking the train to Pécs. Living the dream once more.
With all my heart,
Jaqueline
