Today is the slowest time, another day for me.
The brain does not want to know anything.
It's hard to describe the feeling I know it's over between us down.
It all happens on the track until I get the feeling behind.
I do not even dare to delete the message. Phone Or your photos Not really deleted
I try to be strong But it's so hard.
I hate myself to show weakness. Hate myself pretending to be no tears anymore.
I tried to hold back the tears But it did not really.
I do not expect you to sympathy or pity me. Maybe now you can delete everything on me out of your life already.
The time will make me strong, although how long I will be patient and have passed it on my own.
This is my feeling that I want to tell you. Although you may not have read it already ...... Marisa