Alejandro, mientras escuchaba al chico, recordo que esos eran sus sueños cuando niño. Incluso, estaba estudiando el sexto semestre de ingeniería civil y estaba haciendo contactos para, en un futuro cercano, cumplir ese anhelo de lanzarse en paracaídas. Mira a la viga donde pensaba terminar con todo y de nuevo fija su mirada en el niño que lo mira con ternura, pero a la vez con tristeza. Un nudo de sentimientos se aglomeran en todo su ser y comienzan a aflorar en sendas lágrimas que bajan por sus mejillas. Su vida transcurre en su mente, en fracciones de segundos, en una película de alta velocidad, pero con la nitidez y claridad suficientes, para ahogarlo en sentimientos de amor, alegría, felicidad y también tristezas y desventuras. Estaba allí, en el acto final de su propia película, pero en un guion que ahora no entendía o se negaba a entender. En un breve momento de lucidez mental, se dio cuenta de que este final tan dramático, no era lo que sus espectadores, su familia, sus fans, sus amigos y todo aquel que lo conocía, esperaba que sucediera. En ese breve instante, comprendió que había aun mucho más porque seguir vivo. Pensó en estos últimos días, deprimido por situaciones que quizás no venían al caso, pero que sin duda, eran su responsabilidad, fueron sus decisiones las que lo habían colocado al borde de la viga, con una cuerda atada a su cuello y a punto de terminar con todo lo que Alejandro ha sido, quien es ahora o lo que podría llegar a ser.

El niño, aún observa a Alejandro con una mirada que denota ternura, que le transmite paz y sosiego, con una mirada que refleja sus sentimientos, sus sueños y su vida. No puede dejar de sentirse reflejado a la perfección en la dulce mirada del niño, que, abriendo sus grandes ojos, le increpa:

— No termines con nuestros sueños aquí, aún tenemos una vida que vivir.

Alejandro, while listening to the boy, I remember that those were his dreams as a child. He was even studying the sixth semester of civil engineering and was making contacts to, in the near future, fulfill his dream of parachuting. He looks at the beam where he planned to end it all and again fixes his gaze on the boy who looks at him with tenderness, but at the same time with sadness. A knot of feelings gathers in his whole being and begins to emerge in tears that run down his cheeks. His life passes in his mind, in fractions of seconds, in a high-speed movie, but with enough sharpness and clarity, to drown him in feelings of love, joy, happiness, and also sadness and misfortunes. He was there, in the final act of his own movie, but in a script that he now did not understand or refused to understand. In a brief moment of mental lucidity, he realized that this dramatic ending was not what his viewers, his family, his fans, his friends, and everyone who knew him expected to happen. In that brief moment, he understood that there was still so much more to stay alive. He thought about these last few days, depressed by situations that perhaps were not relevant, but that was undoubtedly his responsibility, it was his decisions that had placed him on the edge of the beam, with a rope tied around his neck and about to end everything Alejandro has been, who he is now or what he could become.

The boy still looks at Alejandro with a gaze that detonates tenderness, that transmits peace and tranquility, with a gaze that reflects his feelings, his dreams, and his life. He cannot help but feel perfectly reflected in the sweet look of the child, who, opening his big eyes, rebukes him:

— Don't end our dreams here, we still have a life to live.