viernes, 6 de julio de 2007

Una carta para que se la lleve el viento



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Should I still try to make this work out?

How to tell you I love you? since you don't believe me.

How to believe that you love me? if you go against what makes me who I am.

You are so many things to me, but you shouldn't try to be everything.

You got that particular wonderfull and awfull hability to make me feel the hapiest woman on earth and then make me feel like a shit.

I know you really don't understand my point of view and honestly I often don't understand yours.

I wish you believe that I'd the best intentions and I really did my best ... guess it was not enought.

You won't be happy with me, because I'm not happy with myself.

If you ask me ... yes, I did love you, do love you and still be loving you ... that's exactly why it hurts to do this.

And yeah, probably you are the victim and I'm the crazy one.

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