just leave

Será la cosa de la edad, o de haber estado fuera, o sola mucho tiempo.
Igual es porque soy independiente de por sí.
Sea lo que sea, quiero irme lejos de todo lo que conozco y me asfixia.

y todo es todo

A Decade

When you came, you were like red wine and honey
And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.
Now you are like morning bread
Smooth and pleasant.
I hardly taste you at all for I know your savour
But I am completely nourished.

by Amy Lowell (1919)