I felt myself breaking up .... I could feel how, day by day I got weaker ... The thing that I feel the most is how much I would wander for someone for whom I would be his dear life... I moved on every time with the hope that now I would have someone better but instead I had regrets that why the hell I moved on... everytime I Am left with regrets and nothing more ... If there's anything left to cherish then it's my silence, my heart breaks and nothing else...
