veses I think there is much I would like to embrace each person who passes through my life .....
if only I knew they would need the distance that separates our bodies, because basically no more than that ... physical distance that isolates us from each other, that barrier that exceeds our hearts ....
vese there who wanted to get away from everything and vover to land ... to the motherland enjendró us all and lost in the mud one day we emerged last ... but step by step I fall apart, that's when I fear not being able to embrace that love for life ... when fear away from the smell of wet earth and feel no more the wind that hits the face just for the pleasure of showing that I'm alive ....
santiago look at night with that cold that is characterized, I get lost among the lights trying to understand we walk every day without looking at the faces ... on each side try to see the sparkle in the eyes of my past haunts me. gulped with a bitter feeling, a hybrid mix between melancholy and yearning for looking forward, not spend pages burn with the piece of mind we want to come off, but not this just a way to hide that we have passed a series ... incinerated without realizing what we believe does not hurt to follow a process like the phoenix, that of the cenis reborn, reborn filling our heart with our tears drops recycled ... the wonder is that by accepting the endings are not always as happy as we build that have integrity that makes us grow ....
the sun shines every morning to see if we find a way ... but no light is needed to locate but the silence of our souls and one day when we will have the eyes can enjoy the sunshine.
