Sometimes when I think about you I get a lot of pain.

I know I can't do anything for you. That awful solitude is something we have to live and we have to survive to it.

Sorry if I used your pass. I just wanted to know how were you... I haven't seen you in a couple of days. It's like you were hidden from me. But I understand that THIS is not about me, it's about you and I have to respect your silence, your absence is bigger everyday, but I'll wait for you. When you finally decide what is going to happend with your life, I'll be there for you, anytime you want.