Al morir la promesa, nada sigue.

When promises die, the nothingness dies in your lips. Brave is such a five letter word. Tears do not feel enough. And tomorrow, at first light, we will remember again why we fought and capture it in a golden little box of pain, but for barely ten seconds before waking. I should live those ten… Continue reading Al morir la promesa, nada sigue.


And you came, with the Northern wind and the sea in your eyes, and everything has changed. I was never so petrified of falling into the abyss, but I let myself go, because I want to, because I am unable of wanting anything else. I’ve got an incandescent heart in spite of enigmatic doubts, forged… Continue reading Victoria


I fell in love with the unattainable fortress, fires inside that I could only spy from afar. I gave my heart away, carelessly, in exchange for NOTHINGness. I kept forever the secret, and you kept it too. And when I tried to pull back, from the brink of you, Sargasso sea, harshness and marble, you… Continue reading Fortress