Special piece.
Pain and suffering became so common that we began to idealize and enjoy it...
It was there when that interlude of love became harmful and corrosive for both of us, however we liked what we were doing regardless of the sweet and slow death that embraced us both...
Our tears of darkness illuminated the gloom of the night, we were the protagonists of the most beautiful and masochistic play.
Then I understood that not everything that glitters is gold, nor does everything we love love us.