Despedida

I've got to walk away, because babe, for me stay I have to be surrounded by pain. And this is makin me insane...
The problem isn't you, I love you so, but my time here had an end and we both need to move it on.
So I pick up my wishes, all the mamories and prays, put all my weackness, in letters through the way... I promise you, darling, everything will be okay... But I really need to go away.








Y.
17:24hs.
17/03/2019.