-
Even there, when I felt you going down, I thought there was hope, I kept thinking that they could do something to help me to help you ...even there, when the doctor said my body was 'clean'... I still had hope. I didn't want to leave the hospital, I kept the idea that I was near you, that's why when I left the building, I cried .... I thought I was leaving you behind, algo me faltaba, el vacio se hacia mas y mas profundo a medida que el bus se iba alejando. I miss you y no se si sea bueno o no escribir o pensar sobre estas cosas, pero me han dicho que no es bueno callarse en estos momentos, es bueno que todo quede 'limpio'.
-