image captured with my Samsung A30 smartphone.
I waited for you like someone who waits for the past time, with the bitterness of knowing that he will not return...
I was there, under that tree of red flowers, flowers that I saw fall, one by one they told me that you would not come back...
With its thorns I bled, a thorny tree that gave the most beautiful flowers, red as the blood of those wounds...
Under this tree I sat down to watch the evening fall while smiling you came to my mind.