I confess that without you, my eyes no longer want to see, without you it does not provoke me to write more on paper, without you, there is no simplicity. Only simple memories remain of you, I see you when I see myself and I observe myself when I don't have you. I see the sky about to rain, and I contemplate it as my soul contemplates its body. But I am far from that sky, in this valley of shadows, my guide is part of the stars, I contemplate the fireflies and their beauty. But I lost myself a long time ago, I tried to find you, with the I love you that you left me that were never false because you showed them, only that I got lost in the forest of hardships because I no longer listened to them.
