And how quietly you suffer…

And sometimes all I could see was forever in your eyes and now I only see hesitation and darkness.

And maybe we got lost in translation
Maybe I asked for too much
But maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up
Running scared, I was there
I remember it all too well.

I knew there wouldn’t be any difference between giving you all my love or some parts of it. I knew it didn’t matter cause in the end an enormous loneliness is going to hunt me down. So at least let me hide all the dreams I have built with you or hide that imagination about how my life could be if I had you with me forever.

I thought love would be my savior but it turned out that love is the thing that’s killing me inside. Piece by piece, nerve by nerve.

James Arthur is my new addiction.

The idea of him was both magic and loath. Sometimes I had the desire to be completely consumed by his touch and sometimes all I wanted was to run away from the fact that this pleasure would absolutely kill me in the end.

larga historia corta
Lo dejé para salvarme…

I remember how much I loved you those days. Back in July. The nights I used to stay awake and tell my mind and eyes not to fall asleep cause I need to experience my favorite part of the night again. I remember how voracious I was to hear your voice telling me everything will be okay and you got my back. Your scar is all over my body and soul. I was left alone not hearing those words again. I have killed that amorous girl inside of me just to protect myself. Now I miss those nights but it doesn’t hurt anymore. There’s only a big black hold left inside of my chest as a paragon of your absence since I know nothing can take the place of the pleasure I was receiving those nights. I assume I was dreaming and after that, you killed me the concept of you being real and getting out of the role you were playing for me just to have my attention for a while. How silly I was to become addicted to a thing I knew would destroy me in the end. You, yes I guess you were my favorite addiction .