I'm tired... I am

I'm tired of being sorry, I'm tired of being wrong. I'm tired of thinking, I'm tired of trying...I'm tired of this mess.
I am who I am and I am who I love to be.

A new beginning

Today is a new day, I finally realize it's over... after so many tears. But that, my man, is a good thing. Now I understand the concept of not looking back. Now I'm able to see ahead, to be happy, to smile. And to recognize in the mirror the woman I lost so many years ago. And let me tell you, I almost forget how Beautiful she is...

Where do I start to pick the pieces of my broken heart?

When a man loves a woman...

In the struggle of every night, in the effort of getting your soul out of mine. Is that even possible?

We thought we were one soul. We might be on another level even unknown for our own senses. To let go, else say. Is there a manual for that or it just comes when you get a distraction from another lonely heart?

If I just knew... if I just had a bit of the feeling that I have right now. If I just knew how to care, how to give, if I just knew how much I can miss you.

My dear man, I will love you forever.