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That is what fate awaits me? Useless tests will make me stronger? Stronger for what? For bigger pain? A vicious chain that keeps me no satisfaction, but still, I'm willing to risk it.

Love will not always be sweet, pastel colored, there will always be full of smiles and dreams on occasion the sky will turn gray and dry the tears will fall to the soul, the dreams will become nightmares and illusions ruins, but no matter.

The day seems immensely long, only a few minutes to see and remember the rest of the day. I begin to believe that it is not enough. It is not enough the life I lead, it’s no longer enough to yell in silence, nothing is enough.

The world goes on without any interest, my mind and my heart reside on your image, the words become obsolete before unknown feelings arising from a smile.

The reality I am impatient, the world hurts me, time consuming me, every act becomes meaningless, every movement is inert, all housed in the same state, fears that become more rooted feelings of love than this may be, I cannot imagine a different life, I cannot imagine such a big change.

I wish I could say that, but that is what I fear most. Things I do not understand reside in my chest, unexplained situations happen in my stomach, butterflies? I remember that hurt so much. Sometimes I lose the will itself, I lose consciousness of what I say, what I think is not under my control, only instinct, only an inexplicable force that draws me to you, to call you, to love.

We expect from a destination without happiness? we hope in the mist and anxiety? Where are we headed? I cannot see if I want what’s beyond my hands, the fog will not let me even see your face, but even so I have no fear of moving forward.

The unknown is not a hazard, uncertainty not my main rival, not even the world can turn my mood, do not expect any of this, I do not expect you to respond with love, I think I'm ready for anything but to forget.

I wish your lips express the same sentiment, but if it were not so, well, not always sweet candy.

Thus there is nothing more to live in an eternal stain with uncertainty and not really a perfect world, drawn between dreams and desires, a world where reality never reached him.