Próximo adeus

 Next goodbye 

    I think of all of them when they are by my side, while they are here it should be said, the years have passed as the eyes on me have disappeared, as they leave the same place they entered the day I met them. Certainly not everyone was really there, my voice didn't reach their ears covered by problems that still echoed from their homes, but I felt them, watching people from afar, I lived in every fact or memory they told me. I will miss almost everything, even coming into the world believing that I would not take anything from here, because where I come from, a miserable smile is born from places that disqualify them as an emotion.