Unhappiness of a desire
I should never walk away, and regardless of the reasons why I was wrong I found something that is great even though in the end it turned to salt and not honey.
I've always wanted a time to give, especially the one that never was and if I could restart, between what is past and a new thinking that he doesn't believe me.
My life was not life, and it is that when you do not get what you long for so much then you lose the hopes of remaking and starting in dawn's of a new dawn.
I want the end of what is everything in my life, that's why when I left I knew nothing beautiful, to the time whose past and present I begged him to come back to me again, for that wait a sentence I paid, but I will take the air of life and without remorse I will condemn you by constantly having to remember me.
I admit that I have reached the end of my freedom, I have found the place where my prison is pain, but I prefer to be transferred to a place where I can dwell and where there is no forgiveness.