Da série 'Textos antigos que andavam escondidos'
I am grateful for still having you around in this life. Not by my side but in general. I'm grateful because you left by choice and not because of death. I'm not sure how I would've handle it.
Only in the process of letting go, it's possible to understand what 'love' means and how it grows. When you wake up you realize that 6 months had passed already and you feel surprised how life can be a strange box full of lines and plays, melodies and white letters, the unknown and the distant, full of glasses of wine and long, warm conversations.