At a certain point we need to know how to leave. I am the type who always wants to stay until the end, until the party is over, until there is life there is hope, until you tell me clearly that it is time to go. Instead I should learn to disappear, at some point, because people like to miss someone, more than his presence. They do this: they say they would like someone who never leaves, then they find it and you know who they think? Who is not there.