I feel admiration for the moon, the one that accompanies me on the darkest, lonely nights, the one that listens to all my sorrows, the one that has seen me cry more than once, talking about them, how nice to have it, to listen to you , that you manage to vent with her, because if we realize, talk to her, it is perfect, so be it something bad, do not criticize yourself, she will not tell you that you are a bad person, not a shit, she shines more than anybody, and do not throw it in anyone's face, she's a trunk, do not tell anyone about those problems, she'll just stay with you, accompanying you, on those nights, where you just want to let everything go, because, in the dark, only they are there, and your pillow, because even your shadow, which you carry everywhere, in the darkness leaves you.
For: Gabriel Carvajal.
