I realized that I always be the eternal friend, the person who always wait but now I just want to get away people from me
Maybe is better this way
By now those thoughts that I think stayed in the past have come again full of strenght to make me think and fall
I’m coward maybe but is always like that in the end, I lost.
Maybe I’m angry for loose those who were important to me o maybe is that those abandoned me, thats why I do not like promises because I now the end of the story.
Who am I to say that I was abandoned? Nothing, nobody