Written by: Patricia Henriques

Please, Sir, leave the lights on and lock the door. Go as if you would come back 
because I don´t want to be sure that´s forever. Forget a pair of jeans in the closet 
and a white T-shirt in the dirty clothes' basket last parfum on the toilete´s 
cold marble counter and a forgotten restaurant bill from the last month . Go, but 
leave the sensation your steps through the apartment are still usual. Please 
leave the toothpaste half squeezed, a wet towel on the bed and remember to not 
return the video. Oh, before going, pick up this piece of mine which is on the floor 
and bring me the super glue.