Langue d'arrivée: Anglais
I must face myself and see the reality. Understand that we can't touch the stars so high. That we can't see anymore the light which was illuminating this dream and the love the most enormous and intense can finish one day. It scares me that you go away and that you leave these things which will never come back again. Now, what can I say? I don't know anymore which words to say. I don't need to die to understand that it's for you that my soul is being extinguished. If I tell my cushion that I am worn out of leaving, of falling and
Why are you gone