After our breakup, there was so much I wanted to say, but I stayed silent to you. Was it because not saying anything was the way to hurt you, or was I in denial that things did not work?
Whatever is the case is almost 3 years since I broke up with you.
The person you met back then is not the same as today.
These are thoughts I sometimes have. I used to think about you a lot but not anymore. Do I still have feelings for you? I don't; I realized that this past December.
But even if that is the case, I want to express my thoughts about you and what we were. This is a diary for myself, and if someone else reads this, I hope we do not entirely have the same thoughts, but if you do, I hope you feel the relief you are not alone.
English is my second language so if you are reading please bare with me.
17 ans, marocaine et turc, Zayira.. une fille complètement perdu sur sa vie, va bientôt être mise à la rue.
Elle va faire la rencontre d'un groupe qui va changer sa vie à jamais..