" I can't give you what yo want, your need for constant approval, this particular and suffocating attention, leech without limits, you honney changing moon.
I return to my thoughts, safe place, no special guests, I go in peace. Your determinations do not interest me, your acts of protest, your lies useless. Building and destroying much more, which could be joy.
The deep sense of disillusionment, lack of will, social meetings, movements, nothing interests me, my sweet liar.
I prefer to walk down the street at dawn, barefoot, to be followed by a kitten under ask for a single night.
The memory of your words, sharp objects, cold sound in my ears, but soon forget you forever.
I plant a tree in a distant place and offer you, so I know where you will be forever, far, far away, and this sensation is very, very good. Feel happy and I will be happy too, but ask me a favor, forgive me"
Words to my sweet liar by Edve Sebastian
