🌹💚There is a precise moment in which the
people stop being there for me.
When I feel they can hurt me or have done it to me.
When I realize that my tranquility depends on one of their gestures and,
perhaps,
I have spent whole days thinking about words that I did not think I would listen to.
When they make you believe they love you,
but then they live by treating you as if
your presence made no difference.
Here,
I don't know what happens to me but little by little,
these people in here
I lose them.
It is not that I forget them,
nor do I hold a grudge.
I simply lose them...
💚💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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