Goodbye.
I’ll try.
I’ll do my best to carry on without you.
You left, but why?
I do not know. Perhaps it was your time to go.
No matter where you now are, you are never far
from the beating heart of mine.
Haik Kocharian
Poem 2.7.19 | Ecency
EL SENDERO DEL VIENTO./ THE PATH OF THE WIND.(ES/EN)
