| As always...I am not worthy. It is not a paper what i want; It's the commitment. You can say whatever you want, but the truth is that there are no promises kept by you. You got on your knees..I remember that day...but now I've been taken for granted,now the paper is useless... n ow the commitment is no longer needed, now you have me but I am not sure of having you... Not sure of having love to live. |
Often I said that before doing it we had to think very well, that this union of us needed flesh and desire, as well. That it was not enough that you understood me and that you would die for me, that it was not enough that in my failures I took refuge in you ... And now you see, it finally happened, as the years have gone by, the tremendous fatigue that I have caused in you... And although it is sad, you must admit it... As for me, I hoped that time would take care of the end. If it never happened I would have keep playing to make you blissful... And although the tears are bitter think about the years that you still have to live... That my pain is not less and the worse thing is that I can longer not feel... And now to try to conquer with vain eagerness this lost time that leaves us defeated without being able to know that what they call "love to live"... |
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| Jan 18, 2003 |
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