"It is always good to know that you can live without a person without whom you thought you would never be able to live."
― Charles Bukowski, Portions from a Wine-stained Notebook: Uncollected Stories and essays, 1944-1990
That lead me to your absence,
Without being able to write to you,
In spite of the nights that I present you,
At what point did I get lost by fate?
Without seeing the signs by not firing you.
I let you go,
With nothing that could stop you...
I observe the fixed memories,
That contain your name,
Of an incomplete banishment,
That fills me with you.
I hope you liked it.
Thank you for visiting/reading me.
See you next time.