Red People [English]

agony

My first love

And I'm not talking about a romantic love, but one between friendship

My first love, my only love, and the only one I could call love.

My first warmth in the heart of feeling loved and respected

The feeling of not being judged and being able to say the first thing that comes to mind, because you know that I would never judge you.

The confidence to say the most embarrassing things that have ever happened to you.

Learning for the first time to swim out of your problems

The aromas of April in three burnt Joules.

The songs we used to sing while walking on the edge of passing cars.

And when I hear the cries of the sea I remember that day you called me by my name.

A peace comes to my bones, when sleeping a long and true dream.

Before you it was like crystal clear water, everything hidden in me came to light when I was with you.

between laughter and tears I saw you disappear

I fled from everything and in you I took refuge from my problems without taking into account the consequences.

I ran away and didn't come back for a long time

I took a step back and ran towards something that does not belong to me

With such desperation and in my agony of looking for someone to hear my cry.

From racing in the rain until drenched, to hot days where the sun didn't stop shining.

The sand on our wet feet between the roar of the waves of the sea mixed with our laughter, what happened?

My uncertainties shouted at me from afar and each time they got closer, but I fled and ran and ran and hid myself without leaving any trace or footprint.

Even so the cries of exclamation returned, Give me an end to this anguish!

And no matter how much I ran, I lost, I lost!

Why me?  Why do I have to be?!

I want to stay, I want to stay here, I don't want to come back!

Don't let me go, I exclaimed many times until my throat turned red.

Pray and Pray again and again not to return to that hell that tormented me day by day.

Where are you?!

I need you

I stopped.

And I left my safe zone without knowing what could happen