This is not a farewell, rather a see you later.
be a pact of honor, a challenge to the distance and time
cruel sometimes covers things with his clothes dusty oblivion.
remember each and every one of those walks we took together.
So many faces, laughter, parties, tears, hugs, hours, days, months and years.
I involves a strange feeling, this post is for you.
My chest swells with joy to know that you're going to find love and life
that you are getting that part of yourself you ache like crazy, the other part of your soul, your other me.
miss the part of me that you take,
despite the recollections is imprinted on my soul,
you go with all those things we share and that will leave a hole in my heart. You leave looking
new sunsets, skies with bright new colors. New
unknown shores where waves calm the thirst of your soul. That soul
sometimes stormy, sometimes so quiet, always looking. That
free soul searching, you, my good friend in life.
who has always been there, who knows the corners of my soul and my heart rate
those bright spaces and also those where the light came quickly.
My hopes, my triumphs, my fall, the unremarkable and the painful. There
in this space that the mind plays tricks
evil and make us lose ourselves in absurd evocations
remember my voice and my hug to the distance will always be there to clear the unnecessary.
Thousands of suns and stars will take you by the hand and guide your steps through the chosen route. be a pact of honor, a challenge to the distance and time
cruel sometimes covers things with his clothes dusty oblivion.
remember each and every one of those walks we took together.
So many faces, laughter, parties, tears, hugs, hours, days, months and years.
I involves a strange feeling, this post is for you.
My chest swells with joy to know that you're going to find love and life
that you are getting that part of yourself you ache like crazy, the other part of your soul, your other me.
miss the part of me that you take,
despite the recollections is imprinted on my soul,
you go with all those things we share and that will leave a hole in my heart. You leave looking
new sunsets, skies with bright new colors. New
unknown shores where waves calm the thirst of your soul. That soul
sometimes stormy, sometimes so quiet, always looking. That
free soul searching, you, my good friend in life.
who has always been there, who knows the corners of my soul and my heart rate
those bright spaces and also those where the light came quickly.
My hopes, my triumphs, my fall, the unremarkable and the painful. There
in this space that the mind plays tricks
evil and make us lose ourselves in absurd evocations
remember my voice and my hug to the distance will always be there to clear the unnecessary.
And always, in that distant place a bunch of hearts will be awaiting your return or your check.
Between the woods you could hear the distant laughter of those who were celebrating wildly
the acquaintanceship.
In many circles in the air, I I was running a little behind.