I was in love. I just fell in love (again). but I'm not sure. this love or just admire? I'm afraid. fear only to be shadow (again). I want to be a figure that can be seen, not only as a shadow, that when it rains, I do not look. I'm tired of climbing and waiting for my love story of the last to quit. I do not mean to leave him who yesterday filled my heart, but I have to get up. I have to get up, and had to start again a new story. The new story about him, not he who yesterday ..
I'm sorry, because they have to say goodbye .. I will run after writing this. Don't chase me, because if you chase me, I'll get caught. and I'll come back to you. I is not no going back, but I had to pretend to not want to go back. sorry ...
and when one day I got back, I just hope, that you will always be waiting for me under therain with a blue umbrella as a sign that it was you ..
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