"No matter how much time passes, I will never forget you": the mysterious messages after a breakup
In recent weeks, messages have appeared attached to street furniture on my street. Handwritten notes on post-it notes A yellow note where someone declares their love for another and begs for mercy. "No matter how much you left me here, I'll come back every day I can, hoping we'll meet again someday," reads a small piece of paper stuck to a temporary construction fence. As a final note, a poorly drawn heart is sketched. The street must have been a regular haunt for a couple who had broken up. One of them, refusing to accept reality, warns that they will return to the scene of the crime, hoping for a second chance. "I have loved you, I love you, and I will always love you," says another. post-it Further down, on another fence, it reads: "No matter how much time passes, I won't forget you. You taught me what love was and is. And, because of my immaturity, I lost. I'm in the process of changing, leaving behind the boy who thought he was a man." The masculine adjective now tells us that the mysterious figure is a man regretting something that caused the breakup.
He claims to be "in the process of changing," as administrations often do to justify the delay in fixing their botched jobs. The immaturity of the boy who thought he was a man can't be changed overnight; it requires time and effort. "I could move on, but I prefer to win you back," reads another small yellow note stuck to a brick in a wall. The intentions are clear. These aren't the aftereffects of a goodbye; he's not simply asking for forgiveness. It's almost a threat: he wants to win back the relationship. The persistence of the notes along the street isn't the best method of seduction, and even less so, a sign of maturity. The little yellow slips of paper multiply with each passing day. They're stuck to lampposts, traffic signs, benches, and the fence blocking access to the train tracks. "From beginning to end, it was beautiful, just like you," reads another note. And another heart. I correct the spelling mistakes in the transcription. "I'm sorry I broke the heart of that little girl I filled with hope through my sincere love," laments another. post-itThe individual has attached the slips of paper high up so that no other pedestrian can touch them. "I made a mistake. I failed. And it was the biggest mistake of my life. I'm going to fight to fix it and recover that place where we were so happy." The staging would serve as an advertisement for the brand of the post-it notesBecause they withstand days and days outdoors. They don't peel off despite the effects of the sun and rain, but the pen ink has faded. "I love you," it says in big letters. post-it on the pole of a no-parking sign. "Count me in," he writes in another note. The three words are accompanied by a drawing of two eighth notes. A subtle reference to the Txarango song is implied.
Days go by and the individual renews the messages. A worrying determination is emerging. In the era of WhatsApp The woman in question has likely chosen to block him, and the unfortunate man has been forced to resort to street-level epistolary prose. When neighbors run into each other, they chime in and speculate about the relationship. Others add comments or stick up more sticky notes: "Girl, ignore him," "Leave her alone." What decades ago would have been interpreted as a romantic story is now perceived as unsettling and uncomfortable. Let's hope the recipient of the notes has changed her route.
