USA 2019. No comment.

Every trace of you that I see Makes me think that maybe now you are happy I know I should be happy for you too But it is hard knowing I have lost you There are still times when I ask why I see many memories

Today, I went to a place I stopped visiting almost two months ago. I saw familiar faces, and they asked me what took me so long to visit there again. The place brought a lot of memories, the ambiance felt

“Well, now If little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you Little by little If suddenly you forget me Do not look for me For I shall already have forgotten you If you think it long and mad