For the first time since that place was built, years ago, I set foot on it. I walked through endless corridors, following an endless thread that rested on the ground, a red thread, almost the same crimson tone that awaited me at the end of my path. I was surrounded by the silence of absolute repetition, that silence that comes from seeing exactly the same consecutive image before my eyes over and ... » Continue Reading
Y si te digo que es peor? Y si te digo que no solo quiero que nos encerremos justos y que solo me veas a mi? Si me quiero aislar en tu cerebro y hacer que solo sea yo ahí? Nadie mas Nadie mas merece estar ahí. Te quiero cuidar por mil años bajo mis manos Te quiero encarcelar en mi pensamiento para que entiendas mi manera de amarte Quiero que solo sepas lo que YO siento No importa nada mas Quie... » Continue Reading