She forgot him the only she knew how:
By running away,
By burning bridges,
By burying the moments,
By never looking back…

 

There it was, again, the feeling of wanting something irrationally when you have or may have something certainly better.

 

When fate steps in,
Only remain in our hands to choose the ending.

 

I’ll start from scratch,
If you want, come with me,
I can simply promise the unexpected.
I have never truly known where to go.

 

In this lopsidedness:
You may arrive too late for a change
Or too early to carry on as before…  

 

They had been seeing each other,
Everywhere,
without a word
As if a strange force
refused to keep them apart.

 

Not everyone can be broken into pieces: for that you would have to have fought for at least a thousand and one dreams.

 

In this sadness,
A future we will never share
And the hope of seeing you again
The silence falls.

 

Promise me that the time we are not together
will not erase everything we’ve been through.
Even if this exile lasts a thousand years.

 

It was not that the flame had extinguished
It is that just that for one day,
We had lost interest in the fire.

 

Sometimes I feel that the walls restraining our insatiable madness are made of crumbling rationality.

 

Life is an endless series of goodbyes where no matter who has left, all that remains is the soul of those who have said goodbye.

 

In that moment I discovered,
That smiling at you was the greatest conscious act in what had been an improvised life.

 

Some memories are like chasms, if you lean in, it is almost impossible to come back whole.

 

Words do not remove the poison,
But they relieve the pain from the wound.

 

If in years,
any of this still makes sense
Come back and look for me.
Life is about moments
and this…
wasn’t ours.

 

In my personal hell,
Demons have your laugh
I’m blind
and you are not there.

 

We were two toothed-gear. We were stuck on an never-ending loop. We rotated and rotated. For an instant, we touched before the wheel of time span forward.