Jorge Bucay. History for thought (№ 112031)

If you just stopped loving me
please,
please
don't tell me about it!
I need today
still
sail
on the sea of your lies, not knowing about it...
I sleep with a smile
and very calm.
I Wake up
very early in the morning.
And again go out to sea,
I promise you...
But this time,
without a shadow of protest and resistance
I was wrecked,
on their own and coming up with excuses
in the deep of infinity to your failure.