I am not here...

I am not here....

I exist only between the lines I write. I am drops of ink that bind with paper. I want to stay there and ship myself to Spain.

I just want to realize what I wanted since the beginning... It is so close I hope...

God! If you are there! Let my quest come to an end.

Guide me to do the right things you motherfucker. Help me for once. I deserve it. I deserve to be unconditionally happy. I am ready to give myself in. I am ready to sacrifice.

Let me have what I think I've found. Let me finally breathe with a full chest. Give me peace. Give me the one.

Then leave me alone...