Something woke me up in the middle of the night, my eyes got watery, I was feeling like I wasn’t myself. I felt butterflies in my stomach and my heart was accelerating every second. At that moment, I only wanted to run away, it was an strange feeling. “I can’t die now”; I was telling me. I was remembering all the moments with my family and I hoped that one day they would forgive me because I never had told them that I loved them, but… after some hours, I stopped breathing. I died escaping from my childhood. I had married escaping from myself and I had done it without thinking about the consequences of my biggest fear, the solitude.
Lotus flower