Article of the Day - Flowers of May

Things that you do not want to remember also remains in your memory as unforgettable traces of a presence so distant from the time that was forever marked for the indifference that you had better inside you for all your life. It was remnants of a joy that flooded in the mornings, because you certainly does not had another one will of to be happy as you was, decided between clear afternoons of summer, when it was made for the simple pleasure to be indefinitely absorbed for the necessity to be there, magic of the words that do not allow a translation without before they were eaten on the table of the satiated ones. To the few, the silence that slept your voice, when you’ve cried, raises its wings and fortifies the air for where you, now, wants to run away in the direction of the free winds of the imagination. The fast waters indicates the ways of safe edges that do not come back to the spring of the past in flames, left without vestiges in the useless attempts to breach the vicious cycle of the love. Your telephone already does not wait the nervous touch of the months of the uncertainty, even so you still thinks that everything would be decided with half dozen of possibilities, Now, does not have more place you to be, for this, it is necessary to follow with the choices that it had made gifts later that the Flowers of May had lowered to the level most critical of its capacity of overcoming. To live will be necessary, before the old station receives new tracks for where the hope insists on passing through.