Exercício 6 e 7

 6. Onde estás, mãe?

7. Don't say anything

Don't give me shit. Don't say anything.

Don't look me in the eyes. Just go.

And save me the fancy speeches and the fake goodbyes.

Don't make a scene.

Don't say you're sorry or that it is 

what it is: that everything is forgotten,

that the world and time heal each and every wound.

I repeat, my love: go.

And take everything we once thought we shared:

the books, the wooden sculptures,

the records, the portraits, the billiards.

Don't leave an address. Please:

I want you to go fuck yourself, my love.