Agosto 4 "Who am I?"

Sometimes I guess it was all my fault,

He want to give you everything,

But just wasn't enough for you,

You was enough for him,

When he is someone who couldn't give everything to you,

On the end, he gave up.

Back then, when we used to love each other,

When everything was so exiting and colorful,

We thought we were able to own the world,

I was not able to picture myself without you,

To be in this moment,

That's how I am.

That day we talk about our future life,

I was someone who went too far ahead of you,

In the end I let you go,

I know everything was on me,

It must have been so hard and painful,

I was the one who end it,

And I paying for it.

You used to cry like the world had come to an end,

But now I know everything was for the best,

I can't picture you anymore in my life,

I wonder if you are really ok,

Can I ask you if you´ve completely forgotten about us?

Maybe it is to selfish to ask.

Why can´t they be like memories to me?

Sometime I want to see the face I cannot forget,

But I decide to block you for ever,

I am not able to see your picture again,

That´s how I am.

I am not able to be someone who is still living back in those times.