January 15

" It wasn't my fault. The routine won us. It was beautiful, it was good, but it's over. I knew from the beginning that it wouldn't last long. But you made me risk. And now there's nothing I can do, or you. 

Miles separate us, even though my heart says otherwise, even if I feel you're here, very close to the left side of my chest. I can't fight it. I can't drop everything I have for you, even if I wanted to. And I know you can't do the same. Who knows, one day, life will take me near to you or bring you closer to me. But for now we must learn to live without each other. We need to understand that life, fate or whatever is it, wanted it that way. Although I wanted it to be different. "