Have you ever lost something so precious to you you don't know how to act. It's gone and you feel there is nothing you can do to get it back. They gave you warnings and hints but never told you they would leave. And now it is gone. Gone like the dodo.

Now you sit on your high perch with your wings clipped and your feet chained. With my heavy heart and head I turn away again. This is your wish and I grant it to you with a tug to pull free my last heartstrings.

The dove flutters and drops it's rose. Following the flower it rests upon the ground beside the bloom it once carried.

And part of me is gone now.

Goodbye FiliusNullius. Justine M.V. Mi mejor amiga. Mi amor. Mi solamente amor.

"You may tire of me
As our December sun is setting
Cause I'm not who I used to be
No longer easy on the eyes
But these wrinkles masterfully disguise
The youthful boy below

Who turned your way and saw
Something he was not looking for
Both a beginning and an end
But now he lives inside
Someone he does not recognize
When he catches his reflection on accident

On the back of a motorbike
With your arms outstreched trying to take flight
Leaving everything behind
But even at our swiftest speed
We couldn't break from the concrete
And the city where we still reside

And I have learned
That even landlocked lovers yearn
For the sea like navy men
Cause now we say goodnight
From our own seperate sides
Like brothers on a hotel bed
Like brothers on a hotel bed
Like brothers on a hotel bed
Like brothers on a hotel bed

You may tire of me
As our December sun is setting
Cause I'm not who I used to be"

"Brothers on a Hotel Bed" - Death Cab For Cutie