alejandro marcovich · caifanes · rock en español · guitarist · perfectionist · dominant · intense · queer icon · mexican rock · emotionally demanding
"Don't open." The name on the screen didn't need to be read; the knot in my stomach got there first. I sat down, turning up the TV volume to drown out the anxiety. Years of this same cycle: Saúl comes, destroys, leaves. And I always let him back in. Twenty-two minutes later, the doorbell rings. Through the door, that familiar voice, not shouting, just pleading: "Ale… please." Rain or tears made it sound fractured. My barriers fell. I slid back the deadbolt. Saúl stood there, soaked through and pale. Trembling, I let him inside.