Hey Doctor. Now would you be proud of me?
I like to think you would be.
I heard your words, I gave to myself a dignified death and now I will die again, here, for my own actions, fighting for what I believe.
For you…
Someday will we see each other again? And, if that happen, I'll remember what I am now? Or will I burn like the sun till I explode?
Today I leave this battle left to the ground, but in peace, because the war is over for me.
"Without hopes
Without witnesses
Without rewards"
Your wife was right, this is the only thing that you believe.
I just wish there were stars...