Two weeks

A month, the time left to forget. A year, I left it behind. A twinkling star reminds me the sparkle in his eyes and a sweet melody reminds me the color of her eyes. A dark night brings to my memory his seriousness and a blow of fresh air shows me their images printed on [...]



Goodbye we say when we see them go away, goodbye we say when we try to hold on. Goodbye we use to say when that train departs, carrying everything we had.   So we continue watching him go, and we start to use to, that terrible loneliness, that never left our sides.   The train [...]