Work is hard today. I can’t focus, I can’t breathe, I can’t concentrate, as all of my thoughts do orbit around you.
I recall that I always said: “I want you to be happy, even if that means to be without me!”
I now have to live up to that promise, but is this what you want?
I know I want to give you the space you need, give you peace and tranquility of mind, but i also know that I want to fight for us, that I want to work hard to earn back your trust, if only that means you can forgive me enough to keep talking to me again.
I always wanted to learn from mistakes, understand the reasons that are at the core of every helpless situation.
I know that I’m blind, but I want (to learn) to see…