I'm very clear that I'm in the dark. Very clear that she has left me in the dark, that's why I say goodbye. I leave with the wind, because now I'm just ashes.
I'm all the missed calls on your cell phone, and the empty Facebook profile wall that you never see when I post there. I don't know how to advance, nor can I back down. It's better that I stay still, calm.
Maybe it's better to have nothing to lose nothing.
