Go back home

Perhaps it is time to cut off the wings and descend to the infernos, alongside the dreams that lie dormant in the eternity of forgetting.

Perhaps it is time to forget as well, to forget every kiss received in the darkness, every caress that drove away the cold, every look that ignited the heart.

Yes, perhaps it is time to bury the memories, the joys, the tears, and return to where everything began, to what it was before starting this meaningless adventure.

Yes, perhaps it is time to return to eternity.