What if?

What if today is the last day and you won’t see me tomorrow?

What if you go away from me after finding out I’m not who you thought I was?

What if I just kiss you and let things happen?

Maybe there’s no tomorrow for us. Perhaps you never get to love me because after all we’ve been through, you saw something about me you can’t live with. If that day comes, I will go on.

Alone. As we all come to the world. After all, we also leave it like that. Alone. I don’t want to worry about our future. I want to forget everything and live what I’m feeling. Feel what I want to. How do you do that? Is that even possible? No.

So many years behind me and I still feel as lost as I used to when I was young. Maybe even more. Is this what I really am?

They say we’re all made of opposites. I think I am the perfect example for that. And I don’t know which part I want to listen to anymore. I don’t want you to hurt me. Is it better to hurt someone, or to get hurt? Is it selfish not to want to get hurt? Yes, it is. Then, what to do? Show me the way. I will trust you.

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¡Estoy de vuelta! Esta vez es un texto que no tiene ni pies ni cabeza. Llevo varios días viendo novelas, leyendo fanfics y escuchando música de mi adolescencia que me trae sensaciones particulares. De la mezcla de todo esto salió ese texto. Disculpen si tiene errores. No soy muy buena releyendo. No me gusta hacerlo.