Some things are not destined to reach their owner..
To remain stuck in one's soul like a slow-killing poison..
In order to save themselves,they must free them..
And here,we witness the tip of the pens from a story whose favorite place was "distances...
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“he doesn’t do you any good, you’re going to the worst in every way..you have to let him go, he is not the right person..” I get this phrase from many people until now.. They think you’re dangerous to me, but they don’t understand that I’m the toxic one here.. Although I have said it many times before,I know very well that my fall cannot be compared to yours.. If we look a little, I’m the one who will refuse, I’m the one who’s ignoring.. If I were you,I would do the same. It’s not that I don’t value myself, but I admit my mistake.. You’re shy, so am I.. And if you treat me like this,my behave would be tougher for sure.. They convince me to leave you because you don’t look at me.. But I know..I know you love me… I don’t need your eyes to confirm that.. The signs that lead me to you are enough for me, believe me, enough for me.. After all this love, will God break me? Of course no.. If you hadn’t been nice to me from the start, it wouldn’t have dragged me into all this.. Just please,be patient with me… “A longing that makes the morning ashamed”
