I look at your photos and I can not understand. How wrong you make me feel.
I always remember how you used to put your arms around my neck. Do you remember? Of course you don't.
I do not understand myself. I must stop it fo good. It is unbearable. My name are words that you never remind.
It was obviuos. You prefer her, because, serusly, she was more beautiful than me. She was smarter than me. Maybe she didn't talk a lot as I used to do. I just wanted to be the best I could.
Forgive me. It doesn't matter anymore. These are my last words for you. You are the worst thing has ever happened to me. I just want to forget you, and never see you again. I have dreams about you every fucking, but nobody knows about it. It is so embarassing. You're beautiful t least to me.