The sound of the piano enters my mind as a trickle ... while some of those droplets run down my face below ... The pain is enormous, the pain of knowing that someone does not want me like I want ... It is not a selfish thought, is Love! If sometimes I'm not insistent on evil ... is for fear of losing you forever. Maybe closer to losing you than to be with you. I was powerless, those who had come just to hold me where I am. Have to face up to a new cliff. For a free fall down is endless, well, a horrible end because I can never get up. I want to stay here in my corner to hear the water running, birds singing happily with his family by his side