I am delirious, I imagine you in my bed, I hear you speak, but I am only wrong and what I actually hear are the cries that I left reflected in my pillow.
I want you to come back and make me happy as you can, but if you are happy on another path I prefer to free you while I die, undoubtedly dead with the certainty of finding you on the other plane, if because I know that in that plane you belong to me.
written by Axel.
