I keep trying, but it's hard.
She knows it, she feels it, and she hates it.
I can't deal with her right now, my life is messy enough.
I see how you try to love, but deep inside you still want me. You want to felt what you felt before, but you won't make it happen.
Don't worry, you're tryng to be happy I figured. I'll leave for your happiness.
But before I do, one last thing.
Hope it's not too late when you realize that she's not the one, cuz I may won't be here anymore.
Cuz I may have decided to leave you, leave this world, leave this pain.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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