Gracias...

Not all it’s OK today
I smile
And I don’t know why
You are not here, so I may...

What should I do?
I can’t live with you
And now I read a friend’s letter
And all about you doesn’t matter.

I have been preying on my knees
Please, please, please
Don’t leave me
Don’t hurt me.

I thought of you like the love of my life
And today I see you like the laconic
Who’s telling me that I’m going to die
And I find this a little bit ironic.


When the love of two persons becomes on death in a glass of gin and tonic.