Before I was me, I was full of life and optimism and happiness and belived in live hopes.
Now looking back I see that no,is not me, is someone else, is someone who feeds on dead hopes and dreams impossible to reach.
And like you can see this is what i become in your absence.
I am a dead persone whit a fake smile on my face pretending that i feel good and
that I passed everything ,but inside me i am trying to run away from all the people and from all what is around
I am afraid that maybe i will no grab tomorrow to can reach one last smile from you.
But you know i am not afraid from death but i am afraid that maybe i will can not reach to hold you in my arms for the last time in my life.
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