1986 Rigor Vita

i know i will live beyond these weird moments but I was cleaning the attic after the furious wind when I found and caressed your crumpled photo thought I was gradually forgetting you the drunken cars and the rising sun on that beach that won't come back funny that this is the same wind that took the love that would save us... looks like he took the opportunity and brought the hate that now seems to dominate... the wind is taking everything I looked where we left our smiles but there was just a sign that said dead end