Hurt never

I haven't been feeling good. I have a lot going on in my mind, over and over. I try and I just can't seem to get it right. It makes me feel disappointed.
If I were you, I would do it in so many ways, creative ways, beautiful ways, and I wouldn't care. But I am not you, and you are not, and that's why you live outside of me instead of inside. Now, lot of dreams will stay unreal, and I will have to take them to their grave on my cemetery, along with the others I had in the past. I wish for so many things, and maybe I ask too much, or maybe I don't ask at all.
I'm just wrong, but then I have been wrong a lot of times now. It's like playing a hide and seek game with my feelings, it's exhausting cus i am always hiding them and i don't want to seek them either.
I wish someone had stopped me from craving, dreaming or planning, that would have saved me lot of issues. I miss the times where I was expecting, where I ignored and I was uncertain, where I had the hopes and dreams intacts.

Había olvidado los sinsabores que traía el enamorarse. El decidir compartir, el decidir depender de otra persona para algunos aspectos, en especial, para los emocionales. Es difícil ver como te rompen el corazón y ni siquiera se dan cuenta, pero te acostumbras y sigues. Ya no consigo llenar esos vacíos. Intento hacer lo que hacía antes y ya no siento lo mismo.
But what can one do? Callar, suspirar, sonreír.