You said you would never forget us,

but you forgot. and everything I planned for us both, I had to get rid of, because you no longer want to know both of us. and it hurts. it's like half of me had died, had been forgotten by myself. and the fault is yours, all yours. if you've never fed this dream, this hope inside me, I would not be so sad, so disappointed, so lost. frankly I'm tired of feeding that illusion, it was just a winter love, and as always, will not succeed, and has never worked, except for five days we were together. but I can not complain, I loved you until the last second, until the time that I noticed you did not was more interested in knowing about us. but it seems that you loved me only until the time that the holidays are over, until the time that you kissed that girl. you simply forgot me after that. but I'm fine, I can not pretend to be okay, but I am. thank you, really, for every word in those five days. they were the beginning of everything.


Frase do dia : Eu preferiria ser um fracasso em algo que amo do que um sucesso em algo que odeio (George Burns)

beeijos monstrinhos ;*