And in the end that’s how life went …
All the mistakes had a meaning,
Even when it seemed it wasn’t like that …
There are things I wish I didn’t have
but I fought for them.
That’s how life went,
in this messy way,
without some people …
With a void inside,
with so many voids inside,
that are not always able to be filled by something else.
Every lost person,
filled that void that he left,
there are really no people who can take its place,
that place belonged to them, only.
And life went like this,
like an earthquake.
Now we have to go slowly,
the moment of madness is over …
As well as that of bullshit.
Life went like this, how it was supposed to go, I guess …
It could have been better, it could have been worse,
and it’s certainly not over,
but now I sum up, like having reached the end of a project,
of a cycle.
Maybe it’s better this way,
in this eternal present that we live.