The sad story of the Venezuelan: "I leave the love of my life in my country, but I'm going for a better future"

Venezuela, is experiencing the worst crisis in its history, and is that, for some time, the country that once was of opportunities, successes and progress, became the country of hunger, poverty and farewells.

A country as rich as the Venezuelan, which has been characterized by its oil, its beautiful beaches and landscapes; a place where you can find different climates, if you go to Sucre state, you will find the rich heat of the sun and its crystalline beaches; If you go to Merida you will come across snow-covered mountains, and a delicious cold; If you go to Coro, you find the desert, there are many places where Venezuelans and tourists can go, but today, those places are alone, because Venezuela is running out of its people.

Many are the people who have had to leave the country that saw them be born, and grow, because they go in search of opportunities, and a better life, that life that they can not find in Venezuela.

Dream relationships, they have had to end up fighting because they can not find anything to eat, because they can not get a job, because of layoffs, because of drowning, seeing the country sink every day, because they can not see themselves because they can not even Sharing, because there is no going to the movies, have forced people to end relationships that were believed to be eternal.

"Goodbye love, I must go to fight for my future," is the phrase heard at the international airport of Maiquetía, when with a kiss and tears in their eyes, two bodies are separated because the government forces them to do so.

The pain of those who remain is insurmountable, because not only do they abandon them, but they remain living a hell, about which they do not know if they can leave.

Many photos are the ones that are seen every day of the mosaic that has become famous in the world: the ground of the Simón Bolívar International Airport, the one that is now shattered, because the pain of the country also corrodes the structures.

The dreams of Venezuelans have been destroyed by a ruler who has only worried about filling his pocket and the fridge in his house, while in every corner of the country someone dies of hunger daily.

Do we remember the recent party celebrated in Cuba for the 90 years of Fidel Castro ?, because in that fabulous party, the Venezuelan Government, spent approximately 400 thousand dollars, when in the country, people kill themselves for eating even once in the day, because the money is not enough for the three meals, and if you have it you do not get the food.

It is regrettable to think that in times past, a couple with a job could save to buy an apartment or rent it; it was left for the expenses of the house, to make market and to go for a walk, and now, two salaries do not even survive three days.

Today we see in the houses, the parents, living with the children, the sons-in-law, the grandchildren, the couples of their grandchildren and their great-grandchildren, a multitude of people in one piece, because in the country you can not reach the things you want , it's almost impossible.

Every day there are more farewells, and the loneliness felt in a town finished by a nefarious government.

For now, it is better to remain alone, to prevent your heart from breaking into pieces when the next one approaches. GOODBYE!