Me gustaría poder hacerte saber cuanto te extraño en realidad. Ya que es tan grande el sentimiento, que siento que tiene que salir de mi pecho cuanto antes... pero no quiero parecer débil.
Me gusta pensar que sientes lo mismo que yo, aunque no sea cierto. Eso mantiene en calma a mi cabeza. El problema es que puedas pensar lo mismo y no querer parecer débil. Y si así fuese, tenemos un gran problema. Porque así, jamás nadie hará nada. ¿Y porque? Por qué yo ya hice mucho y tu no hiciste nada.

"No me di por vencida porque no me importabas, me dí por vencida... porque no te importaba."

 ¿Pero sabes una cosa?

No basta que lo sepas.

... Hace falta que lo sientas.

Yo te amé.

“Yo te amé, y ese amor tal vez,
está en mi alma todavía, quema mi pecho.
Pero confundirte más, no quiero.
Que no le traiga pena este amor mío.
Yo te amé. Sin esperanza, con locura.
Sin voz, por los celos consumida;
te amé, sin engaño, con ternura,
tanto, que ojalá lo quiera Dios,
y que otra, amor te tenga como el mío.”

Back in the days.

"When I was still missing you..."

Now, here I am; right where we started. Missing you again. More alone than ever. 'Cause it was never enough the selfishness in ourselves. The goddamn faith we never had in ourselves. The fact that we never believed; the fact that we were never enough.

I wish I didn't care at all. I wish I could just erase every single part... But I can't, and it's still hurting yet. I still miss so many things. The saddest part is to cry over the happy moments we had.

Yet there's something I hate about all this... and it is that you couldn't have the happiest times or even the funniest ones, with me. I guess I wasn't that interesting. I wasn't that worth it.

Then, when I told you I wasn't ready for all this crap to keep going, you left. Which makes me think you never cared at all. Because if you did care, you could at least ask for a reason (Even if you knew it. Even if you knew there were a bunch of them.) But no, you just runned away as always. And I wasn't able to explain my reasons.

And now I'm just sitting here. Drifting nowhere.

Waiting for impossible things to happen.