But I was curious.

I wanted to know, but true is that I didn't want to know.
I feel sad, and I have every right to be sad. I say to myself "Mari, I am sorry". When I take a shower I say.. I feel sorry.. I am sorry.. I will be sad for a long time. And I will find myself missing things I used to have.
It was one of the hardest conversations and words I've ever had to read in my life. But as you create good memories, you create bad ones as much as I wanted to avoid them. As if I needed more bad memories in my life.

But oh well, what can one do. I put down my facebook. It brought me lot of troubles and I don't want to see other people happiness. If I won't be happy, I don't want to be hypocrite, so I just better stay out and live my own life.
I want to be alone and away from lot of people. I want to cry and be sad as long as I need to.
Cuanta dulzura diluyéndose en el tiempo. Cuantas nostalgias, durmiendo en el desván. He declarado mi vida en soledad. Un imposible silencio enmudeciendo mi vida. Déjame llorar...