sábado, 25 de julio de 2015

Stupid.

I'm stupid. Stupid and pathetic. I was about to say that I miss you, and that I wish you were here so I could tell you all what I suffer. Then, less than a second later, I realized that even with you here I wouldn't say anything related to it. I've always had this strange feeling that nobody would believe my hurts are real. That my heart hurts once in a while, for no reason at all. But even though, I wish you were here, at least to forget what I'm feeling right now. Love you always.