I'm the worst person I know. She lives across the ocean, her decisions are not about me.
Even if I feel our connection, I feel alone.
My time is drifting. Life and its new beginnings. I might be wrong about everything. At least, I tried.
You blame my inability of being by myself. I say you have no facts to back up your arguments.
you hate it. I'm sorry to disappoint you, again. It feels so natural these days.
Never accomplishing what is set as a goal. Love is a mistake which I act upon.
I decided to lose you, then I got lost. I really miss her and I miss you too.
you can't see me as I am. She could. but as I was expecting she didn't like it and walked away.
