I loved him the way I felt. As I knew he would leave me one day. Half of my life is over, I dedicated the other half to him. The weight of farewells is determined by those who leave, and those who remain have to bear it. It turns out you were a forest fire, I thought my desert was water. I took everything with me, but I couldn’t fit a betrayal of yours in the suitcase. When you hit me because of my passion, I was silent. The traces of our smiles were destroyed. I didn’t know which unhappiness you were repeating. Take the last you left inside me; otherwise I will miss you so much… You have fallen from my eyes now, now I don’t care who catches you. I became a poet, but your love is no longer my poem! I was broken silently, you wouldn’t have heard anyway. Your life is ending and you can’t even reach it. Tell me, my butterfly; how much do you have to die to live with your love? Oh, the wrong door in my dead-end street! I was broken from the place I loved the most! I trusted; this was also my shortcoming. In order not to say “I told you so”, I stopped saying anything. The world is yours, I just dropped by on my way out. This is how life has been and will be. One day the voice you know best will tell you, "Wrong number." Oh, my butterfly! How can you stand tall if there's a graveyard inside you? This ship... This ship will never dock at that port again!

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