I wonder, where did you go?
Yes, what about you? how did everything change? what's going on here? how do you hate me now when you before used to love me ?
I miss that person that I someday knew, different to all the people that I have known in my entire life, but precisaly for that reason, very original, just you. I'm still wondering what I've done to you, how much I failed you to deserve all your complains, all your resentment.
I'm really lost in this situation, I wander around streets without a way out, I try to focus and understand the reasons of all these questions but I don't get for any conclusion. I wonder where did you go? If you have run away with everything and your fears, and when you face them, someday you'll come back; or if you have gone to never come back; or if you have left me just like too much other people did, without an specific cause.
I really want you understand my imperfection, but also my long to be happy. That I don't forget, but also I'm not so good with memories. That so many times I cry, but I know how to laugh too. That I don't hurt anybody with an intention. That I'm just a human being trying to live.
But, what about you? why have you changed so fast? Or, why didn't I know you enough to know who you really are? why every day do I have to find a new complain from you? why don't you understand that I'm not a perfect person!?
Where has your sweetness gone? why do you like to make me suffer when before you wanted to make me laugh? why do you hate me? why do you try very hard to hurt me every single day, step by step? Do you enjoy it?
I'm afraid of take your hand. I'm afraid of a hug from you. I'm afraid of your look. I'm afraid of your words. I'm afraid of your love.
I'm yelling: where have you gone? what have they done to you? what have I done to you? what have you done to yourself?
I need to know if you'll come back, because if you won't, I really need to let you go...
"La envidia es mil veces más terrible que el hambre, porque es hambre espiritual" - Miguel de Unamuno
Listening to: "Paris" - La Oreja de van Gogh