Turns out to be the hardest harvest of anguish and emotions in between, where life at the end, was a fairy tale. As simple as a whisper blowing through the air, those words became unfamiliar and vanished forever from my mind. In a time where people used to talk, useless, and teach from their experiences, heartless, an agony of love came to me in tears and ripped me off all kind of sensations from my heart through the years. No meaning left inside me. Is this the end of the story?... Perhaps instead, is the best of this story. Countless of emotions left to be discover as the years passed by. Just after people turn around and retract after all other people said once, after what they told me and taught through the years. Even in this agony of love, sensations became the best at the end of this story
