quinta-feira, 16 de abril de 2009

sobre arrependimento

Three fuckin' years.

I wish we never met, so you would never see the worst part of me. And I could never hurt you. And you could never hurt me.

I wish we never see each other again. And I hope we get lost in this big, big world so we can erase all of this from our minds.

I wish someday I stop thinking about you. And let this big part of my life go as if it never happened.

I wish the best for your life. As I always did, and will.

I wish you could understand that you couldn't take what I had to give you. And I couldn't take it anymore. So I decided to leave.

I wish you feel grateful for my decision someday. I could never be the one for you as you thought I was.

I wish you can understand that I appreciate everything we lived together and I feel lucky I had the opportunity to meet you that day and love you. But I feel so guilty that I want to let it go.

I will never forgive myself for breaking your heart. And I know I will pay for that.

It is just a matter of time.

Have

a good

life.

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