Smiles, of those that takes the day at nightfall. When you feel lonely and you no longer have to pretend that everything is fine. While in the darkness of your room, when you close the doors, you hear the beating of your heart and you feel that you are still alive. The glances that covered you in the day, are no longer there, and your shadow, with the thin rays of light escaping through the window, is the only one that accompanies you. The night is short and the black holes of the sea do not compare with the emptiness of your heart, because deep down you are not happy pretending to be.