Detrás de todo este espectáculo de palabras, tiembla indeciblemente la esperanza de que me leas,
de que no haya muerto del todo en tu memoria...

noviembre 04, 2011

Lonely but never alone

She died with her hand stretched out.
She died with a hungry mouth.
She died with her mind full of doubt and thoughts of weakening. 
And so may your river never dry.
May your mouth never lie.
May you be satisfied to never know why.
Sometimes, someone just wants to die.


Esto siento, más o menos, y por esto mismo muero.