There is a right way and a wrong way to leave a person. This I say to myself and to everyone that after leaving their partner feel guilty for being maybe hard, I did it with a little touch, be gone too soon, do not be left to take the insults, be left to drink tears. There is no one right way. Allow a person means to hurt him (unless you're only playing in advance), this is just putting it into account and accept the consequences. After
are not the words, in no time remains, it remains so. It remains only solitude, and the tear is only emptiness. After
is still the greatest difficulty. I just think back, and not us. I look around and there is almost nothing that I do not remember the last four years with him. There are places that we lived, there are things that are not touched, nor people who did not know. There are no pictures, no books. Even my feet remind me of him. My hair.
And I can only live with this, and expect that it goes to sleep, because I can not even hate him. I can not deny our projects, our past, my feelings. I can not convince me that everything was false, because it was not, and would not be fair either to me or to him. Hate is easy, all deny it would be nice ...
Some time ago I spoke of the pain and the same pleasure as two aspects of life, both are part of it, both can be intense and make us feel our distance from infinity. I said to friends: feel this pain in all its intensity, because it is your life, it is right that the savor it all. Return the size of my thoughts, and realize that I can be consistent with myself, I have to. And then go ahead.
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