18 October 2009

He took everything he would miss and put it on top of his car: flowers; snails; dead leaves and some snakes. He tried to take my arm but I didn't let him. He looked at me, wondering why I wouldn't let go of my arm and asked: Who are you? I thought to myself "I am you" and said: I've come to say goodbye.



amazing. very powerful, and it's strength grows even more every time i read it again.

uva trincada said...

:) thank you