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I'm writing this in hopes that you read it someday. I wanted to tell you so many new things, things I've only wished for but now can become possible. I wanted to sing along in the car with those two beautiful eyes of yours watching me. I wanted to talk to you for hours as we did that day in the car that both of us cried and then we kiss not because of lust or love, I think that we did because we finally found someone who understood how pain works in our brains and bodies. I wanted to shout I love you and you'd blush. I wanted to hug you as there was no tomorrow because I didn't want to let go. I wanted to talk for hours about the strange

Today I encounter a kid that was asking for something I had and I didn't need it anymore so I told him he could take it. Shortly he said "Thank You like really thank you so much". He was the happiest kid I've seen in a long time. We people think that happiness is a period in witch you feel joy, glad, or even pride. But are those the wright reasons, todays pleasure is having a good job, having a family, maybe money, and tell me how many of you reading these ever felt sorry for anyone that was sad, lost or terrified when you where at the peek of happiness and didn't offer a helping hand and in my opinion that was fear, fear of going back to the

One of the strangest thing that has ever happen to me in my life is the fact of realizing that everything you might know is a lie, I thought by starting new memories I would have become happier, I would had my best  friend back but truth is that you can't have what you have lost even if you try your best, even if you change nothing will stay the same everything you think you know is so much bullshit, you will realize it once you look through the fog. I though I could change 1 of the two persons I truly care about. Theres is no way in earth I can change someone that doesn't seem to care. And now its all over?

I wonder what could happen if just of the sudden I pass to a better life, would you miss me or would you just don't give a fuck about me, would you think about doing something different if you had the chance. Everyday I think about you but now, it doesn't really matter but I would like it to be the way it was before. I wished that you could admit that you where wrong about the way you are. I wonder if writing these will change something but I just want you back. I wonder if you miss me. I wonder if you ever cared. I wonder if you loved me. I wonder if it matters anymore.

I can't sleep, it's not stress, it's not something that I can understand. The truth is that I can't stop thinking about one thing, and that thing is you. You and I have a past together, a past so strange only you and me can understand, what ever happened back then doesn't matter anymore. Only one thing matters right now, you are a stranger to me. We used to talk for hours, the topic didn't matter, if it was stupid or not, it's gone. If I had a chance to put everything in place I wouldn't because I hated you for what you where becoming. The truthful girl I once knew is gone and I can't do nothing about it. I tried to make a person that cared a

I could hear laughs in the distance, kids playing in the sand, all the thing you can hear in the beach. Suddenly she sat next to me, a girl with brown hair blue eyes, she was just... Amazing. We started talking about all kinds of things there was nothing we couldn't say to each other, it was like if we knew each other from long time ago. As the sunset began to pose in the horizon she was laying in my shoulder. After just one day of knowing her I knew she was different, different from any other person, as i closed my eyes for just a second everything started to fade. When i opened them again everything was the same but she was, she never was t

I don't know what I am doing here just sitting and waiting for something to happen, something that will change things for me, something that change it all. While other people are out there trying, working, believing even though all odd are against them, they fight , they see a way to over run the probabilities. I wish I can do something with myself, help find my life project, but for now all it seems hopeless, 18 years old and I don't know what to do, but, I know that the only way I can change that is to change the way I see things. I don't want to be like another person I wanna be me and do everything I wished for, although if I lose some pe

How could she ever know how did it feel like, she is not me and she would never understand the reasons i told her i love her but that, doesn't matter right now because everything we where, everything we used to be is now gone. and it will never be the same. Why? Because it is pretty simple, you can't have the same thing twice even if you tried. But I must confess when I told everything I needed to tell you I felt a slight relive in me, like when you don't have to worry anymore about anything. In the months after the failure, I felt lost , as if something was missing, something vital. I just sat and cried, I'ed cried almost every night because