I`ve never tought it would be possible for me to miss something the way I do right now.Actually,I`d rather run into a forest like I`m running in one of those dreams that never stops, on a way that never ends, stop running for a while and scream from the bottom of my lungs.
Every part of my body seems to miss somebody or something,and it feels just sick and cold not to know what`s the missing part of me.Worst of all,I feel like the missing part it`s damn far away.
Some things make me think "What if A.was right?What if I really regret everything I told him that night?",but on the other hand I can`t stop thinking of another "him".A "him" that I don`t even care anymore about,someone that it`s damn far away from me more mentally than phisically... But maybe I should just stop thinking and it will, maybe, just pass.
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