Skipped capoeira today,
For the wrongest reasons.
But at least I got my answers.

I shed tears today.
Real tears, real emotions.
For something virtual.

Fuck those feelings that blew down the walls of defence.
Fuck them because whomever who blew it down,
Will never be around to pick up the pieces,
Not even if I'm lying on my death bed.

It isn't a romantic fantasy that made me come.
It isn't a hunting down session that I'm here for.
It is just an act of being true to what lies in me.
At least now I know I've done whatever I wanted to.

Let me not shed a tear for memories anymore.