There are times when I need. Many perhaps. Maybe less. Sometimes, I can't take it anymore. I can't handle it anymore. Total collapse. Grief. I no longer know how to manage. Now, suddenly, I don't know anything. It's a shame, of course, to be so... But not to be at the same time. Feeling so, so vulnerable knowing that... I feel sorry for myself and at the same time I am proud. Don't beat yourself up. Yes, of course... Now I'm going. Soaking

I feel my eyes are fat. The head is dull. Hair in the middle of the wind. I want beach. My heart rate drops. My esteem is lowered. He let me go. I feel floating in a lake without currents. Standing there. I miss. And I rejoice in this too. But I miss him so much... I'm so sad. So disconnected. So much uncertainty. And I come back. I try again. I push again. What a long day.

You are a delight. You fill everything so much... but so much... that if you fly everything paralyzes. A thousand pardons. A thousand shit moments. A thousand beers waiting. A thousand shits. I keep floating.

Maximum dullness. I wanted us to... Let's try to sleep. Tomorrow will be tomorrow. And today it has already been. It has been what it had to be. But damn!! How fucking!! As I like you!! How you move me How much do you give me! How much are you!!!

I sleep. I will try. I'm going in search of you. Hopefully. Hopefully.

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