When was the last time I wrote here about me? so long that I lost count.
I could say how I feel, because I want to do a little catharsis if the nature of catharsis may be referred to as "small."
begin by saying what happens to me directly. I have fear. Yes, fear. Fear of an uncertain future, seeing that all the dreams I had are now just meaningless mist on a fragile and unstable as a paper boat on the water. Fear because there is nowhere to go, fear of not knowing what else to do, fear of not finding a way out. Fear to lose, because I know I'm hopelessly lost. Afraid for you because you're leaving overcome.
When is it really all happen?, Where was the first mistake?, What I did more or less?, "I was wrong?, Do you?, Do both? ... many questions in my head and gives me the answer any who would listen and be able to cling stubbornly to whatever was necessary.
I'm at a standstill. In the absence began to miss, but the aggression came to wreck everything and even though it was sweet the next few days, the wound was now open again and returned to the starting point: in the middle of nowhere.
There are battles that we have to fight together and others that we must fight them alone. Find ourselves and know who we are and why we act this or that way, especially knowing that we want for ourselves and for the other. It hurts, it's true. Do not think I do not hurt me realize this. But I worry and frighten your ends and you can reach the limits that still do not know.
We need to close wounds of both as "Your" and "I" as well as timely, too, will cure those of both as "we."
For sake of both is this.
always loved you and loved you.
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