Y aquí es donde se supone que debo sentirme contento por tu "felicidad".
Pues para mí no hubo momento en el cual realmente quisieras más que mi amistad.
Con tan solo un simple beso, tú dejaste que mi corazon volara y llorara de felizidad.
Pero ahora me doy cuenta que para ti fui sólo un tropiezo, algo que no vale la pena volver a intentar.
Tan fácil es decir para tí que no fué mi culpa.
Pero difícil es para mi darme cuenta que ya no pude.
Pues intente de formas variadas demostrarte quien realmente soy.
Pero para ti es mas importante lo que tienes seguro, que arrisgar tan solo un poco, por este corazon que siempre quiere darlo todo.
Algunos dirían que "Mas vale malo por conocido que bueno por cocnocer"
ResponderEliminarYo lo llamo conformismo.
What if.... she never asked you to be "happy", for her happiness...?
ResponderEliminarWhat if.... there was a moment when she she wanted more than your friendship..?
What if .....she felt the exact same way on that kiss..?
What if.... you ment, mean and will mean more....much more than just a rock in the way...?
What if.... inside of her mind she really blames you for it..?(( what if.. it's really your fault?))
What if.... she's not a conformist.... if it's love what we're talking about....if she wants to help him as far as she cans..!! ( nothing's for sure in this world..!! remember that..)
and i'm sure you've felt that kind of love.. that you feel you just can't let go..!!
this is just another perspective... another point of view...
And what if I tell you that from the beginig util the last moment, I had put you on test?
ResponderEliminarAnd what if I tell you that from the begining until the las moment, I knew that you never will let him go?
And if you don't believe in me, ask her, you know aho I mean, she knows everthing.
Do you really think that was my fault? Think it twice.
I don't think you love him as much as i love her.
The only difference ir that you two came back, and I did not. She had the courage to walk away from me. Maybe I'm not as good as think.
Tell me, why talk of what might have been and what never will be, trying to guess what was that we did so badly?
I just what to show you that your universe is an empty and cruel place when there is nothing greater that your need in him.
So when you hace nothing to do, and I go through your head... no one can hear you, think of me as if you love me.
All that i do has some how and why.
I don't want to live only on memories, not yet.
Maybe some day I'll be a honest man, until now, I'm doing the best I can.
PD: The answer for the question is... Yes it was my foult. I did it bad beacuse it was only a game, and know it is real. Only for me.