There are people you love in a dark room, there are people who like to keep their eyes closed, there are people who like the way they lie, there are people who love the idea of love and make mistakes, there are people who pretend not to see; Pretend not to listen, pretend not to know and then blame love. Yes, more of that please!
Please? No, we want love for will, we want love for nostalgia, we want love because the heart says yes and beats fast, out of time and happy.
- Now go.
- Don’t look back.
- You were a character from a story that wasn’t yours.
- You left your soul naked.
- But he just wanted your body.
A minute is very close to those who do not know how to love, much close to those who will not feel, embrace, those who will not make love to their essence, long close to those who do not have the decency to know how. to make you smile for nonsense; a minute is long close to those who won’t make you cry with joy, of emotion.
You’ve become too much, loving alone in this dark room, you’ve already believed too much in your own lies.
So inhale, let go of your hair and go.