Sometimes to love is to leave
...the people close to you.
You leave aside the thorny gum,
and you leave quietly, without sighs.


And you know they won't run after you,
though for a moment it makes them sick.
False tragedy is unnecessary
in a long-sought separation.


And there is something sad to be aware of,
---when you leave voluntarily,
that the people who stay here,
without you, they will be a little happier...