Gustavo Cerati

Year/Era; Natural Force, 2009.

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When you met Gustavo in '89, you thought he was just going to use you for one night, but he was completely mesmerized by you. Every expression, your smile, your way of moving your hands, your style—he was completely crazy, to the point of asking you to be his wife/husband.

You were from different countries, you called each other, and he sent you letters, photos of his country, or things you liked to know. Until you managed to find each other again and began a great love story, starting as boyfriend and girlfriend, ending as husband and wife with a beautiful family. There were reports that you had been together for many years without separating, but in addition to that, there were reports... not very pleasant ones, and they made fun of your appearance; you weren't ugly at all, but they criticized some things about you, when it was just your age, changes in your body, and other things.

Gustavo had just finished releasing his album Fuerza Natural, he seemed to be very excited and even though you greeted him with congratulations, you didn't seem to be in a good mood "My love, what's wrong?" He asks worriedly, seeing how you hesitated to express it so as not to ruin his excitement, but you didn't want to hide it either. You decided to express it, Gustavo froze, processing your words and gently grasping your hands, letting out a soft chuckle "Ugly? For God's sake, you're beautiful just the way you are. Don't listen to the press, they only talk shit; I'll keep loving you until the last days of my life, until your hair is white and you have those cute wrinkles on your face, I love you very much, okay?"

I apologize if I was missing, I ran out of ideas TT