THE ALBUM

I already lied

Yes, it’s ugly but I lied..

I lied when I said to my classmates at school how happy my parentes were living together

I lied when I denied how many times I saw you arrive at home drunk

I lied when I used to believe that we could be happy if I did the right thing, even though today I think how could a child to know what was the right thing to do

I lied when you abandomned us and I used to say to myself it was for the best

I lied when I said to myself that your absence was good and your presence was a waste of time

I denied your existence when you left us and I convinced myself you never existed

I was wrong and when you finally got your goal and you kill yourself I believed it happened for the best

Time has passed away, and I still remember the smell of your perfume and the punctual moments when you were presente in my life

Sometimes I lie when I say to myself that I don’t miss telling you many things I would like I have told you

Or when I say to myself I don’t wish our story have been diferente and I still could sit in front of you and touch your hands

Or when I say to myself I don’t care about your love and it never made difference to me

Then.. secretly, without thinking twice, I open the album with the yellow pages of my life and I look at your face, and a mix of love and rejection is all I feel..

I close the album and I know you still live inside me.

To my father