I'm in love with you, God knows it, the world knows it, and above all, you know it. You are two years younger than me but sometimes it seems you beat me by ten. I'm in love with everything. Of your insatiable YES every time I take a plan from you. Of how we turn going to La Michoacana for a 2×1 water into a date. How you hate it when I call “outings” dates. How you're aware that it doesn't matter if you bring a peso in your pocket one day because I like to take care of you the same way you take care of me. How we make love. How you pull my hair and how my moans turn you on. I'm in love with how we make duets. In the car, in my bed, anywhere we seem to win The Voice. How your face is soaked when you're in the sun for a minute. How we never finish a movie but you always end up inside me. Of that face you make when I sing reggaeton. I'm in love even when I'm telling you a very interesting anecdote and when I finish and I'm waiting to hear your opinion you show me a song or things that have nothing to do with it. I'm in love with you asking for my opinion on important things in your life. I'm also in love with how you lick me when I use expressions that you only hear from your aunts or your grandmother. I'm in love with you talking as if you were whispering and sometimes shouting as if we were 10 meters away from each other.
I'm in love with you pretending to lie to me and me pretending to believe you. I'm in love with your caraja way of not knowing how to deal with commitment and leaving us in this thing that we are. “Friends.”.
Photographers: Isa Gelb