Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Silkia Camellia Seed Oil Pitted Scar

"Let me fall alone"

Too bad that one of my wishes in this world was to make you happy,
Then when I realized that you gave me suffer happiness that you had never did nothing to stop that pain that seeps through my daily veins, If you like this, I will accept with pleasure.
But I was so wrong ...
How wrong I was, thinking that the pain he caused me was good,
That was wrong, to shed countless tears over you, thinking that each was part of a special friendship,
That was wrong, and thinking at the time your lips uttered those fatal words "I love you, we will be friends until the end"
That was wrong, blindly believing in yourself, to tthe point of risking more than my own life,
That was wrong, saying it would save me from the darkness, and never let me fall alone
How wrong I was to shake your trembling hand, when looking for a helping hand ...
was so wrong, so blind, so lonely ...
And now dying and thoughtful, I feel the edge of the problem, with the final hope of finding the cause and solution ... Why
only see flaws? Why
only looking for a culprit?
Why not see beyond your own eyes?
Why do not you take off your shoes, then put on mine?
and may be exactly what you think,
And
not know exactly what my mistake was to take theseo in order thousands of years of happiness of others, and not mutual home
daily Feeling my chest, a sort of hybrid between terror and anger, but everyone knows that this is indescribable,
is as difficult as trying to describe color to a blind, or to produce powdered water ... Equally impossible
to the edge of my bed, I cuddle and see my time go slow fever,
Equally impossible at the moment in which the death of my eyes Vidir glass, closures in yours lárgimas ,
Equally impossible when the bell rings at my funeral (if it sounds) a prayer for your lips is whispered,
Equally impossible when the ground remains press my pale, come on you forgotten grave sieNo, great will always be sorry for having caused
special needs, which are never covered and leave me to the brink of death, escaping unnoticed and seats around me.
Forgive me for thinking you had what I needed,
sorry for having disappointed and your reaction has not been the best ...
Keep me in your memories, I know I was part of you ... And I know that, however small it may be, some part of me still lives in your heart, although not a part of it.
describe the way I think, feel and perceive ...
That horror, not realizing that we were on the verge of falling down that precipice of what some had already fallen, and just make fun of them...
But it is even more horrible, that gives me pleasure to have fallen for this one, you did not want to hurt you, so do not be dragged me, when many times did you yes.
But I will not deny that I'm still to face your abandon ...
Please, please
See how I suffer, my pain
Notes,
Admira this torture,
but please
blood never like me.