Just one hour, I do not want more an hour I could be strong where I am, but I know that life is not a dream is a sequence of days, not even a royalFollowing a chaotic moments without links between them, we do not know, you do not love, for love must be something else, something that is not human, humans can not see beyond the tip of his nose, not very far, but it can move forward with the same foresight as a bat, in which one bathes here, relations silly, empty words, perfumes which saw a temporary insanity , soon we are nothing, we gave ourselves the illusion of a possible meeting, but it is too late, everything goes and I stay there without knowing what to do, the human struggles, but afterhow to behave, he has no book of etiquette when one has more body, we can not salute idiotically over wet kisses that say nothing of the relationship, it no longer exists, then has time to watch with your heart, this heart that beats, another took its place, a plastic body which causes an everlasting love it now without thinking of any way we have no head, then c ' is easier