Don't let me love you, I forgot how. I forgot to retch a tear, I forgot to live and, above all, I forgot to me, just me. I suffering defines until the foundation of the veins, but I'm not required to change anything, because you require the impossible, and impossible for me is just a word whispered in the cold rain splashes during the month of May. I don't want to love you in a world where I will lose among thoughts and dirty rows.

Don't let me go, because I could never come back to you, my pride, I will carry away over the tops of the castles of my heart, so far in the deep that I could look. Don't let me forget you,my memories will give you hide and I am not going to be able to take you back to the soul in the mornings in which cold coffee is too bitter for a smile