What am I saying if it was me who did all this. I fallow my heart and went all the way with this lie.
Still I am. I am going with this idea. I want to hold it, I want so much to believe this is true. So true like if true love exists.
But I have to understand. Il n'est existe pas.
Why me? I don't have to accept that. I have to embrace my feelings and go all the way till they are nothing but ashes. I have to let them burn and burn me back. For me to be able to reborn like a Phenix who had just died. And then fly away as far as I can. Till I discover another warm heart that will salut me with the same strong fire that I have to give to him.
Hope this will be sooner than later.
Cause Help me God if this hurts.
