I wonder

Sometimes I wonder how it would be if we were still together...
Would we still be miserable? Or happy?
Because I feel that my heart would still be broken.
I'm stronger now, but more fragile than before.
I actually live my life scared that I will never fall in love again because of that damage you caused, my soul remains restless in fear for the things I may never have or may never experience, that perhaps the life I imagined for myself will only exist in my imagination.

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