Sin título 3

I thought of you once again,
even in my sweetest existence you broke mirrors...
And the past is just like an inmensily vast universe I will never end exploring...
I don't want to get lost in memories.
Don't want to get stuck at illusions,
free me, mister Ego, let me go.
I know you betrayed me, I know all of it has ended, it had died.
Not even the waves from the past will put the debris in their old form.
It all is dark because the lights went away for ever.
Don't look for me.